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... ountain was different now.
Halfway up the mountain, a completely black monster was running rampant.
The monster’s form was indistinct, as if it were composed of a mass of black, withered branches. The aura it emitted far surpassed the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment that Li Chang’an had once sensed from Pei Yingyao.
In mid-air.
was a middle-aged Cultivator wearing a bright yellow grand robe.
His expression was solemn and his eyes were indifferent. ...
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