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“Huh?”
“Did they give up so easily?”
Xu Yang, holding the Jiao-slaying Sword, stood outside the gate of Wangwu Ghost Market. Seeing that the Netherworld Demons no longer “chased” him, he immediately took out the altar of ritual, sat down cross-legged, and laid down a nine-fold formation around him, laughing, “Since you all stopped attacking, I will cultivate here.”
The voice of the Lady Demon, ethereal and clear, came to him. She sneered, “Where you cultivate is ...
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