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’...What is that weapon?’ he wondered, a faint chill running down his spine.
Ximen Juesheng rested the spear casually at his side, yet the surrounding space subtly realigned itself around him, as if acknowledging its rightful sovereign.
Even the air seemed to hesitate, bending ever so slightly toward the spear’s presence.
Yu Xuan felt it then.
An intangible force.
A silent command.
Don’t fight.
Invisible strings wrapped around his limbs ...
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