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... mans and demons met, countless small villages dotted the land.
Far removed from the world of martial cultivators, the villagers lived quietly, farming their fields and weaving cloth.
The men hunted when they could, and whenever one returned with a beast, the whole village had enough to eat for several days!
One day, into this secluded village, stumbled a wounded youth. He looked no more than fourteen or fifteen, yet his cold, piercing eyes made even the strongest men unea ...
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