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One month later.
In a dimly lit secret chamber.
Wei Yang sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, holding a black iron scroll that exuded an ancient aura. His brows were furrowed in deep thought.
This black iron scroll had been acquired years ago in the Tagore Desert, exchanged from a mercenary squad using a Low-Level Xuan Grade cultivation technique and Dou Technique.
Wei Yang had already tried to open it twice in ...
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