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... Yang Shou sensed the breath of Ryze beside him, and began to meditate.

Being rated No. 5, that is to say... someone named him No. 5.

Is it the Lord of the Upper Realm or the Lord of the Black Mist?

Or is it a higher level of existence?

This is a memory world. In order to find out the truth, Yang Shou decided to stay next to Ryze and observe his next situation.

Soon, the map of mountains and rivers fell into the hands of "Yang Shou", and with the map of mountai ...

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