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... uthwest.
A group of cultivators silently sat around within an illusion array, silently waiting for the impending clash.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, did you just feel a trace of divine sense pass by, as if it belonged to a Nascent Soul old monster?" An old man in black robes with a sinister look turned to the commander in charge of this operation, asking.
"It dispersed upon touch, probably not discovered, right!"
"I felt it too, but since we’re inside the illusion conceal ...
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