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... n the dark starry sky.
A green-clothed youth had eyes red as blood, dazzling like a Great Sun furnace, showing no signs of fading even with the death of a formidable enemy.
The only change was in those crimson pupils, which were pure gold like crystal, not mixed with madness, but rather colder and more detached.
Jiang Ding’s hand rested on the hilt of his sword as he gazed into the vast, endless universe.
"Run!"
"The Heavenly Monarch is dead! Dead..."
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