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... p> As the dream before their eyes faded away into nothingness, the faint green mist drifting from the messenger Nightmare also grew increasingly pale.
The wispy mist was like a familiar morning breeze—unnoticed by anyone, it gently brushed past the hem of their clothes, transforming into a lingering flute of wind between heaven and earth before vanishing entirely.
Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang opened their eyes.
This time, the familiar scenery of the Spirit Realm appeared b ...
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