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... nsforming into a gentle breeze within a meter around him.
The old Taoist looked down at the endless Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range below, his face tinged with a hint of worry, "A great catastrophe is approaching, but what kind of disaster could it be? Even I am restless."
He sighed, shook his head, and returned to the valley, sitting cross-legged, floating with the wind.
The ancient ancestors from the various Immortal Sect Holy Lands also turned into streaks of light, ...
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