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... . The ground wasn't soil at all, but multicolored metal alloys stretching as far as the eye could see. Some of these metals were familiar to Qi Yuan. To low-level cultivators, they would be precious materials. To True Gods, they were little more than baubles.
Metal fragments littered the landscape. They were shattered constructs, broken remnants of some ancient creation. In the distance, a colossal, metallic foot jutted skyward, its eighteen toes strikingly clear. Each toenail was painte ...
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