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There were thousands of auspicious clouds in the hall, and a clear aura lingered. There were three people sitting on the jade platform.

Everyone’s appearances were blurry. They were like light and shadow and were real and illusory at the same time. With one look, one could tell that they were all clones.

Huo Enrong, who was sitting in the middle, swept his gaze across the other two and said in a deep voice, “Fellow Daoist Li, Fellow Daoist Yu, 1 believe the t ...

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