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... to resolve my confusion."
Li Xuanxiao's forehead pressed against the cold ground.
Beside Li Xuanxiao lay the corpse of a Shushan disciple.
The young disciple's face was now unrecognizable, reduced to a bloody pulp.
The blood staining Mount Shushan's ground appeared red, yet closer to black - layer upon layer of crimson congealing into darkness.
This place where Li Xuanxiao had grown up now lay in ruins.
Familiar faces vanished one after another. ...
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