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... a sound of shattering.
The old woman in the mirror is wearing a black robe, her sleeves are fluttering. She was held in the dragon's claws, thin and pale, and Mori's terrifying face was full of shock.
Suddenly, the space in the mirror changed, the black air dissipated, and graves were exposed below.
These tombs are innumerable and endless, extending to the end of the line of sight, shocking.
Boom!
The yin qi in the mirror boiled, and in those tombs, ...
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