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... room.

Mu Xuan’s aura became stronger and stronger. An immortal mountain appeared behind him. On a closer look, it was the Immortal Mountain of Langhuan!

Finally, at a certain moment, the Immortal Mountain of Langhuan completely turned into a phantom and fused into Mu Xuan’s body. At this moment, Mu Xuan’s comprehension of the jade void great path was finally completed!

In his Spiritual Soul, the phantom of a jade mountain appeared around the Dao Tree. They seemed to be c ...

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