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... across, with sinister black water below, seething with evil qi.
Zheng Qun Mountain adjusted his disheveled robes, his gaze falling on the withered corpse of a pseudo-god, his chest heaving, breath ragged.
"If not for the Secret Technique bestowed by my teacher, I fear I would have died on the spot. This place is truly perilous."
After the white mist cleared, he found himself standing alone on the iron chain.
There was no way back, only this narrow path under his f ...
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