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... th, as intense sound waves rippled through the air, distorting it into concentric ripples and waves.
From below, Xue Jing, although it would still take about twenty seconds for the sound to reach him, raised an eyebrow:
"Stop shouting."
With a thought, his spiritual aura, attached to the Shadow Flame, remotely transferred to the Zhao Ye Blade hovering ten thousand meters above, as if the void itself had cracked open, dark thunder emerged around the Zhao Ye Blade.
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