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... ns unknown the brilliance of the sky dimmed, shrouded by a layer of night veil that seemed to appear from nowhere, as if a solar eclipse had suddenly occurred.
In such darkness, Zhu Minglang drew his sword and flew out, his Silver Dawn Sword glowing like the first break of dawn amid the eerie twilight.
His silver hair remaining unchanged, Zhu Minglang exuded an ancient aura, as though he were a ten-thousand-year-old Sword Immortal awakening from a slumber at the edge of the God T ...
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