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In front of the sword stele enveloped in ’Yunluan Sword Qi’.
The young man sat on the ground, shirtless, skin torn, yet biting his teeth, letting blood and cold sweat drip down.
Three feet away from his surroundings.
Occasionally, outsiders pointed and whispered.
He had not yet stepped into the second stage of cultivation, was not someone who had attained the ’Great Innate’, forged an Imperishable Body, nor had he worn the Martial Pass Third Realm’s ’Wat ...
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