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... is moment, in front of the altar at the center of the Ancient Immortal City,
Mo Wangchen was drenched in cold sweat, unable to hold back a curse.
Just a moment ago, for the first time, he felt the breath of death.
Had he not reacted in time just now and used the Immortal Scripture to break through that oppressive force, his Divine Thought Incarnation would have likely died under the palm of the Wind Thunder Saint Master.
Looking back on it now, he still felt a lin ...
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