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... as quivering, and Ye Guan was surprised to find that its tremors were becoming stronger over time.

There’s something wrong! Ye Guan hurriedly asked, “Master Pagoda, what’s going on?”

Little Pagoda didn’t reply. He asked the mysterious voice, “W-What’s going on?”

The mysterious voice replied, “I think… I think the Three Swords are fighting each other.”

“What?!” Little Pagoda was flustered. “Why are they fighting now of all times? What are we going to do with the True Go ...

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