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... . However, the moment they make a move, all they need is a suitable method. Even if it’s just a Qi Condensation disciple, as long as they get into the Scented Cloud Mountain and have a bit of time, they can slowly complete the modifications. The destruction of the talisman has been done over a period of time! The South Bank definitely has a traitor!” The old monkey spoke grieviously.


A hint of coldness appeared within Han Zong’s eyes. He knew that destroying the Sc ...

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