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... ain.
Mountains stretched endlessly.
Peaks were stacked upon each other.
Pristine forests lush and verdant.
This is the realm of the Demon Race.
Under an ancient Divine Mountain, a robust young man clad in coarse cloth punched and killed a ten-meter-tall Bear Demon, preparing for the new day’s life.
At that moment, the young man suddenly stood straight, looked towards the north, eyes flashing with a strange glint.
"This feeling is..."
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