Under countless watching eyes, the young man's defense was shattered by Wyatt Barnes's massive sword, and in the next instant his entire body was blasted apart by that same sword.
"No—"
Right before he died, the young man only managed to leave behind a single shrill, tragic scream, filled with regret and unwillingness.
"Idiot!"
"Did he really think all of us here are just useless trash? We all fear this purple-clothed youth, and only he doesn't?"
"Seeking death on his own! If we hadn't already known how powerful this purple-clothed youth is, would we have tolerated his demand for two King Grade Immortal Artifacts?"
"Hmph! With this purple-clothed youth's strength, don't say two King Grade Immortal Artifacts—even if he asked for three King Grade Immortal Artifacts, I still wouldn't dare interfere again."
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