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... ays been like walking on thin ice. Do you think… I can reach the Nascent Soul?”
Yang Feng stood outside the [Heavenly Workshop], gazing at the sky at a 45-degree angle, leaving a profound silhouette for the cultivators entering and exiting.
“Thin Ice Bro, excuse me, excuse me, thank you~ Wish you become an immortal.”
The little cultivator working here didn’t recognize Yang Feng at all, squeezed past with a big basket of spiritual materials.
The enormous [Heavenly ...
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