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... rd immortal did not choose to withdraw his sword. Instead, he mobilized the countless strands of sword qi within his apertures and once again charged forward.
Between heaven and earth, a faint image appeared, Yu Xiyi himself became the sword, with countless streaks of sword light surging forth toward Daoist Wuyang ahead, while the latter stood unmoving, like a mountain.
It seemed utterly futile.
Controlling the lightning pool, Yun Jianyue frowned slightly. With a wave of ...
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