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Ai Xue felt his vitality rapidly depleting. His pupils dilated as he slowly lowered his head and looked at the lightning spear that had pierced through his dantian in disbelief.
He had never thought that he, who was a prodigy of the Supervisory Temple, an existence that surpassed all the prodigies of the high-latitude factions, would actually die in this ancient battlefield?
Song Ci’s eyebrows kept twitching. He turned around and looked at Mu Fusheng, who had a cold exp ...
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