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... ums thundered in my ears once more, and a surge of blood-boiling energy erupted within me.
Before my eyes, wind and thunder raged, and torrential rain poured down.
All around me, there was the constant roar of furious battle cries and the clashing of swords, a mythical war that would determine the fate of future generations, unfolding fiercely before Ye Qingzhou.
"Battle of Zhulu..."
The familiar scene made Ye Qingzhou instantly realize that his consciousness was ...
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