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... gnificence.
Rong Yi brushed aside the curtain out of curiosity. At the foot of the rolling green mountains, one piled upon another, some towering into the clouds, some wriggling far away, some like flying dragons, some like lying cattle, endless postures, like the waves of the sea, endless extension to the far end of the sky.
Many cultivators passed by their cart flying on the swords. Some wore robes of Nine Void Sect, some wore robes of other sects. They either talked about cultivat ...
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