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... t and familiar breath emanates from the twisted space, constantly rotating and stacking.
The Taoist monks were sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting sutras silently, which formed a strong contrast with the distorted space, making everything around them even more terrifying and weird.
But this group of Taoist priests and monks remained motionless, like giant wheels moving in strong winds and waves, motionless.
This kind of breath is too familiar to Zhou An.
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