Abigail was shocked. She hid behind Azalea, trembling. She was fearless in most aspects, but supernatural stuff scared her.
“Who are you?” Dustin frowned, his face hardened.
He was caught off guard. But the fact that the person could push him back with a single palm strike proved their strength.
The person before him was definitely an ultimate grandmaster!
“This is my tomb. Who do you think I am?” The mist surrounding the figure dissipated.
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