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nChen Ming laughed, “It seems you still don’t know who I am, but I am kind enough to let you reword your sentence.”

nNr. 6 laughed as well, “I’ve died countless times and each brought with it a new tiger thrall. You think I can’t kill you once in the eight times you try to kill me?”

n“I urge you to be honest.”

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nNr. 6 snapped, “You killed me once, and one of my tiger thrall is dead. I transferred my death to him, a Gold Immortal. If I don’t make you pay for this, I’ll never find peace. Plus, this is a rare chance to come by, that of a Faceless in the open!

n“I have to admit, it never crossed my mind you can fake being a treasure and even make my Blades betray me. But it doesn’t matter because your death will be the ultimate price.”

n“Done preaching? I gave you a chance but since you didn’t take it, guess I have to send you on your way.”

nChen Ming’s voice battered one’s ears and echoed throughout the stone room, “But stop spewing that chūnibyō crap. In my name as Chen Ming, Nine Lives Aura, strip!”

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nHis words contained the power of Heaven.

nThis was the tyrannical power of the Wordless Curse!

nChen Ming passed Heavenly Dao’s test and earned the right to exert some of its power.

nNr. 6 felt his connection with the tiger thralls snapped and raged from shock, “Who the hell are you?”

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nHe felt death breathing down his neck. Chen Ming was too intimidating. He only spoke a few words yet it isolated him from his tiger thralls. He wouldn’t be able to transfer death like this.

nIf he died, he’d stay dead.

nChen Ming’s hand rested on Nine Year Cicada, “No need to panic, you’ll know soon enough.”

nNr. 6 was stunned, “I see. You’re that reincarnated immortal, the most terrible of them all. If I can kill you, I will earn a fortune!”

nNr. 6 gripped his dagger as he faced Chen Ming.

nChen Ming linked with the star and soon felt a kind response from it, which made him laugh, “The stars do indeed shine for me!”

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nOn his back, the Allheaven Stellar Array rose to crush everything around him. Nr. 6 recognized it, “You’re the offender.”

nChen Ming laughed, “No one will know.”

nNr. 6 showed an even sinister smile, “As cultivators, we all have our last words before death. No one will know indeed, since the world will not have you in it.”

nChen Ming sliced with demonic speed, right at Nr. 6!

nNr. 6 could feel the power of the saber, the Hegemonic Immortal Sword!

n“Eastern Star Slaughter!”

nHe used his own special skill to fend off the impending danger.

nThey clashed and fell back half a step each, as Chen Ming laughed, “Wowie, so amazing to reach small success in a grand immortal art!”

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nSpace ruptured in front of their weapons. If not for the star’s power, Chen Ming wasn’t certain he could take Nr. 6 on.

nHe smiled, “In the Galaxy, I am even more amazing then when passing my tribulation. I will let you have a taste of this, trice Hegemonic Immortal Sword!”

nHe swung again with raging spiritual power.

nNr. 6 sucked in a breath and faced it with all his immortal power.

n3,000 strands of starlight gathered on Nine Year Cicada and bolstered its power.

nTheir clash collapsed the ground for a thousand li around. It was Apocalypse, with the rivers reversing course and the space cracking.

nThis was the reason Chen Ming refrained from relying on blinking swords. He just wasn’t capable of using them in such a situation, not to mention Nr. 6 would never give him the chance.

nTheir fight could be classified as a Gold Immortal battle, uh, the weakest of course.

nThe moment Chen Ming’s first hit fell, the second came, making Nr. 6 spit blood yet he couldn’t stop him even with his dagger.

nChen Ming flung the dagger and saw the rage in Nr. 6’s eyes, “Damn it! If not for you, no one can kill him, no one can kill my reincarnation!”

nAs the final strike landed, Nr. 6’s body collapsed again, with golden blood spilling on the earth.

nHe didn’t get up this time as Nine Year Cicada sucked his soul with greed.

nChen Ming eyed the blade, A true soul weapon.

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nHe sheathed it and picked up Nr. 6’s mask.

nHe replaced his with Nr. 6’s, connected with it and made his shadow form above the city, surveying the destruction they caused.

nCountless Blades were rushing for the hall when, below the crescent moon, they saw Chen Ming’s shadow. They were lost as to what to do next.

nChen Ming noticed the white jasmine and waved for his spiritual power to swirl the petals to his hand. He spoke, “According to Crownless Assembly’s customs, when a Faceless dies, he should be sent off with white petals.”

nChen Ming spread the white jasmine as one Blade couldn’t cope with the dread and kneeled. All of them knew their Faceless was replaced.

nThe rule of these parts had shifted to another.

nChen Ming continued, “Spread the word, there is a new Faceless in town.”

nOne by one, they all kneeled, “We greet Faceless!”

nThe bosses settled their battle and there was nothing underlings like them could do about it. No one wanted to throw their life away.

nChen Ming was pleased by the outcome, “Open the path to the Three-headed Dragon Constellation and inform the guarding general there to kill all the incoming rebels!”

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