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... emotion, his heart was already churning like turbulent waves, and his character, honed to Great Success, was utterly breached.
"Sa Ancestor Iron Can."
Jiyuan Daoist lowered his head, looking at the dull, rust-streaked Iron Can in his hand, even more puzzled by the young Daoist below.
Just moments before.
While the two below were engaged in a combat rule, or more like Immortal Master Zhengqing being utterly outmatched.
In the heat of the intense battle, Ji ...
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