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“Xiaoxiao?”
“No! What’s happening… to me?”
The saint’s will whistled by, revealing blurry scenes.
Mountains and rivers, lakes and seas, spatial fragments, intertwined shadows flashing past, impossible to keep up.
The rapidly traversing Ai Cangsheng’s expression became entirely dazed during the journey.
He hadn’t left the Sacred Mountain for thirty years!
When sitting at home, one could see the scenery of the five regions.
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