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... d down the Azure Dragon Footpath as fast as lightning, unwittingly walking for a very long time. He looked at this distinct green path behind him. He knew that Qing Wan's group would most likely rush over, so he needed to reach the end as soon as possible, to see just what kind of secret was hidden in this Azure Dragon Footpath.

It was bitterly cold, with unrelenting wind and snow. The Azure Dragon Footpath was nearing its end, at which was an enormous granite slab. Chen Mo cried foul in ...

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