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... w swirled fiercely.

A powerful Sword Intent erupted from the depths of Yuan Martial Academy, sending tremors through all surrounding space.

Countless cultivators looked up, their faces etched with shock.

This direction... it was Chen Shixian’s residence.

Sword Taoist Novice.

This was no ordinary Sword Dao, but the sword path inscribed within the very marrow of a Divine Body.

This sword path possessed an innate grandeur and an imposing aura, as if l ...

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