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... nine imperial bodyguards with him and formed one team. Tang Xuan brought nine people from the Tang Clan while his son, Tang Ting, led the elders and disciples from the Sixth Element Sect. As for the other two teams, they belonged to the first prince and the second prince, who came with their close aides.

Yan Xiang looked at everybody. When he noticed that the portals of the Tang Clan and the Sixth Element Sect were nearby, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"I'm glad you're here with ...

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