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... nate Starlight Sword Energy, Tang Luo was somewhat admiring.

The Starlight Sword was not so much a sword attack as it was a method of controlling energy with spiritual energy transforming into a blade; its power varied greatly depending on each individual’s level of cultivation and enlightenment. However, it could be confirmed that the entry-level application of this energy control technique was mostly practiced in the Mortal Realm. That Fang Han, with his cultivation in the Mortal Realm ...

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