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... he words, allowing the dazzling Sword Net that had confused everyone’s sight to gradually dissipate, but the cold energy still left those around her feeling a bone-deep chill.
The Venerable Mingyue in the middle had already become an ice sculpture, completely enveloped by ice and snow.
Shen Qinghe had not expected this and stood staring, dumbfounded, before instinctively looking towards Dongfang Wuya.
Dongfang Wuya approached the ice sculpture and gently tapped it. The ic ...
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