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... ation of the River of Death’s will itself.

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Ever since ages long past, dead souls over countless years had slumbered in the depths of the River of Death.

Without the River of Death, these souls would have drifted endlessly through the void, not receiving any rest, let alone peace, and would have ultimately dissipated into nothingness.

This was the virtuous karma accrued by the River of Death, innumerable, uncountable, and immeasurable!

Gu Qing Shan took ...

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