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... tar seeds are planted in a fantasy world, but they echo the sun and the moon.

If this is really the case, then it can make sense, why the Canglang Realm has changed today.

This guess set off a storm in Zao Xuan's heart.

Turning an illusory starry sky into a real thing is simply creating a big world.

Even those immortals of the last era may not have had such an attempt.

Zao Xuan subconsciously felt that this guess was a bit too exaggerated.

However, based ...

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