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... ruins. The ground was dim and soaked in blood. The once radiant formation was now in tatters, with only faint glimmers of formation lines flickering intermittently on exposed stones.
The reek of blood filled the air, demonic smoke soared into the sky, and not a trace of immortal light could be seen. Cries of battle and the clash of dharma artifacts echoed across the land. Thick black clouds spread for nearly fifty kilometers as it rushed southward.
Zhao Tinggui sped through the a ...
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