Inside the Sanqing Hall, the head of the sect, Xuan Lingzi, was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, meditating. In the silence, the candlelight in the hall flickered. Xuan Lingzi opened his eyes, and the two doors in the hall were blasted open again by the invisible sword energy.
"I just installed the Huanghuali gate a few days ago..." Xuan Lingzi looked at the waste materials on the ground with wide eyes.
However, before he could feel heartbroken, he saw someone walking in from outside with a sword in hand.
"Marcus, you haven't gone to bed yet! Who provoked you in the middle of the night? You have such murderous intent all over your body..." Xuan Lingzi touched his beard and looked at the man who walked in.
"I'm going on a long trip." Marcus said with a solemn face, "If there's something going on in the sect these days, the leader doesn't need to look for me."
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