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As he spoke, the red-haired middle-aged man, Hong Li, clenched his fists. The Ice Soul encasing his arm shattered with a crisp snap, scattering across the ground and dissipating into energy.

"How would you prefer to die? Incinerated to ash or ripped to shreds?" he asked.

Sect Master Soong's expression darkened as he bellowed, "Everyone, strike now!"

At Sect Master Soong's command, the mentors

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