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Qingxiao Mountain.
Corpses of demon race scattered all around.
A dense demonic energy permeated the air.
At a glance, this place didn’t resemble a human race sect, but rather a demon den.
A figure in a Gold-Patterned Profound Robe sat quietly in the center, surrounded by demon corpses.
In front of him were three Demon Cores emitting faint luminescence, a jade slip, and a letter.
Qin Zheng’s gaze swept over the items before him.
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