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... Pivot Sword Pavilion.
On Extreme Heaven Cliff, Daoist Dangmo sat cross-legged, quietly gazing at the sky. Above his head, a beam of radiant light pierced straight into the clouds, symbolizing that his fortune was now flourishing.
However, Daoist Dangmo’s face showed not the slightest joy.
‘This is urging me.’
Ever since the True Lords had gone into seclusion, his fortune had begun to rise, and it grew stronger with each passing day. By now, it had nearly condensed ...
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