Just then, the sight of her grandfather's tragic death finally made her fully acquire the chant.

What…

Everyone stopped from battling and looked up in shock.

The sect elites were particularly panicked, eyeing the fog with an unspeakable fear.

"What ultimate skill is that?"

"I have no idea…"

Just as the crowd was beside themselves with shock, the fog began to roll as a white sword shadow formed in mid-air.

The sword shadow pierced through the fog, making a beeline for Prince Auten.

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