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... words and mystic arts flying about, physical bodies and supernatural powers clashing.
Stirring up the winds and clouds, the sky was falling and the earth splitting - these were no longer mere figures of speech.
Tushan Youyou held Qin Ran in one hand and dragged Li Shiyin in the other as she fled this primordial spirit battlefield without daring to look back even once.
After flying for who knows how long and for who knows how far, she suddenly heard Li Shiyin crying, "Mast ...
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