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... id-air, and in the darkness of the night, they looked like eight ghostly islands, quite eerie.
Xiang Beifei sat cross-legged on top of the stone bell, reflecting on Daoist Qingyang's words.
"Am I the Dao?"
He pondered this sentence carefully.
It made him very confused.
His grandfather had said that this world possesses various laws, and he needed to comprehend these Daos to step into the Heavenly Connection realm, yet Daoist Qingyang had claimed that Xiang ...
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