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... estial vault.
Now, it’s crucial to make a getaway.
Zhang Fusheng multitasked, steering the golden ancient war chariot while diverting his thoughts to the Ten Thousand Ridges Divine Statue connected to him, observing that eerie peach tree,
He had never dared to approach it. Every time the thought arose, his innate spiritual sense would issue a frantic warning, signifying great terror there—just as expected!
"Miss Ming Yue."
Zhang Fusheng lightly tapped the ...
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