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“By then, this small world will be completely lost.”
Looking at the surrounding halo, Han Muye’s eyes flickered.
The moment he entered this space, the small black sword in his hair vibrated slightly.
This small black sword that represented the identity of the Sword Pavilion’s legacy disciple was actually not an ordinary item.
Back in the Green Wheat Mountain, this sword was by Ying Yang’s sword and killed the incarnation of a third-level Nascent Soul cultivat ...
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