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The Duke Wu Zun is dead, and the others have also arrived.
As Qin Yu raised her eyes, she saw numerous streams of light, shuttling across the empty expanse of the mountain woods ahead and the distant sea border.
"Qingqiu!?"
"Is it really you?!"
"My Troop Valley person, Xu Xing!"
Qin Yu had killed quite a few people, and the corpses were lying below. Many of these people had varying degrees of influence or sect backgrounds, with the most significant being from Troop Valley.
Mo Jinzun had rushed over upon receiving Xu Xing's final sect sound transmission. Others from Troop Valley had arrived with him, including Yu Jing.
This clearly showed Troop Valley's mobilization capability.
The people from Troop Valley led the charge. Seeing their elites lying as corpses on the mountainside, other forces erupted with fury, storming directly towards Qin Yu.
