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... er the sealed battlefield of the Nether Rift, darkness didn’t simply settle—it descended, thick and oppressive, like a suffocating shroud. The stars above were fake, illusory things conjured by the abyss to mock the sky.
But amidst that corrupted void, a single field camp stood bathed in spiritual wards and flickering lantern-light.
In the heart of it, Wang Li sat on a boulder.
He wasn’t meditating. Or cultivating. Or even healing.
He was staring blankly at the en ...
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