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"Your guess is correct. I indeed want to screw you guys over. In fact, it would be best if I could kill all of you, from top to bottom," Ling Han said with a smile. "However, there's no need for you to worry, because you won't live to see that day."

He casually snapped his fingers.

Pa!

The gigantic insect body of Yamu instantly erupted, signifying her death.

"Hmm, a small harvest." With a single thought from him, numerous Spatial God Tools instantly materialized before him.

They had all been left behind by the Foreign Realm cultivators who had been killed. Initially, they had been scattered around the realm. However, this realm was like an extension of Ling Han's body, so it was naturally an easy task for him to collect these Spatial God Tools.

"If I want to trick and kill the elites of the Foreign Realm, the first thing I need to do is to get them to enter this realm."