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... ough its door. Inside, it had a radius of about ten feet. However, the aura within the cave was much denser than what could be sensed from the outside.


Xu Ziqing entered the cave and sat down cross-legged. He raised his hand to cast a restraint, completely sealing the cave. But before he could settle down, two golden lights suddenly flashed, striking the restraint he had set up. The restraint was instantly enveloped in a faint golden light, with a touch of cold killing intent.


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