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... e gripped by an invisible giant hand, even the drifting clouds in mid-air stood still.
Mu Chunqiu, clad in a dark Daoist robe, was surrounded by a terrifying Nascent Soul pressure, each wisp of his aura seemingly capable of tearing space apart. His gaze, sharp like a sword, focused directly on Lu Yan, with unfathomable light flickering in his eyes.
Yet more terrifying was the transformation in the entire world, as if the depths of the earth on the Floating Island, the stars above ...
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