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... was being grabbed by an invisible hand from his dantian’s sea of Qi. It seemed like it was pulled up from his heart before it was briefly lodged in his throat, and finally, escaped his body. He fell backward.
The sun shone on Yu Shangrong’s face, illuminating his calm and stoic expression. Perhaps, he was used to seeing such a scene, he only felt apathy.
Yu Shangrong raised his palm. From the faraway tree trunk, the scabbard flew back to him, and he sheathed his sword. He ...
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