Chapter 457: My Disciple**
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Updated : Mar 28th, 2025
The gathered cultivators were left in stunned silence. Still reeling from the unmatched sword light, Harta raised his hand, drew a bow, and shot an arrow that shattered the body of a powerful Grandmaster from the Daoist Sect. The arrow pierced through, making his body explode in a horrific display of blood that filled the air.
Wu Zhan glanced back at Harta, satisfaction flickering in his eyes. Moments ago, he had been worried that the Sword Saint of Sword Mountain would kill Harta. Yet, unexpectedly,...
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