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Chapter 340 - 53: Master, My Master
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... y drifting down.
Yet, at the moment it touched that Sword Light, it rippled with layer upon layer of waves. A power that chilled one’s Divine Soul spread forth, wanting to trace the Sword Blade back to Chu Zhihe’s Primordial Spirit.
Chu Zhihe’s sword trembled slightly, emitting a clear and high-pitched hum, its sharp brilliance swirling, shredding that thread of moonlight into fragments.
However, those threads of moonlight dispersed and gathered imperceptibly, and in an i ...
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