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... > North Ashenvale waved casually, as if ordering servants to prepare afternoon tea instead of a grave.
The two cultivators behind him stepped forward without hesitation. Their spiritual energy surged as they carved a rectangular pit into the ground within seconds—wide, deep, and humiliatingly precise.
"Bury me?" Ethan asked, voice flat.
"You must also have that ability."
The corner of North Ashenvale’s mouth twitched.
But Ethan’s attention had already shif ...
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