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... ears, using the techniques of the Liantian Sect, to finally refine a physical body for Great Venerable Muyue.

When the three figures stood together, even Han Muye couldn’t distinguish who was the Puppet Fighter, who the original body of Great Venerable Muyue, and who the remnant soul.

The three female cultivators, dressed in light red black armor, stood side by side, all with beauty that could be painted, their brows and eyes full of life.

“Tsk tsk, you finally have your ...

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