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... sly deploying one after another array-breaking treasure, striking directly at the weak points of the trapping array. Radiance clashed, and the space quivered.

The lord of Blissful Immortal Palace also held his breath, anticipating the array’s collapse.

Until the radiance dispersed and the space stabilized, there was no change within the array.

"Why hasn’t it shattered?"

The caretaker of Bright Temple froze, staring fixedly at the spot where the array-breaking trea ...

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