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... Fine Treasure
Thousands of crows perched on hundreds of dead trees, standing like statues, motionless, their eyes a sinister red as if they were staring at a corpse, watching the middle-aged man who walked into the valley.
There were far more than ten thousand Netherworld Crows here—if one were to count them, there would likely be at least several hundred thousand.
Even though the middle-aged man, Qin Feng, had visited this place more than once over the years, he still fe ...
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