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... an utterly resplendent sound, like millions of sparrows chirping, a red and a yellow thunderbolt flashed past the Youming Royal Mansion’s front courtyard, arriving within the main hall in an instant.
In the hall, the gazes of a dozen or so Ranxue Jing Yaomo were cast over.
"Hm? Isn’t that the little Daoist from just now? He didn’t die?"
"It must have been some kind of avatar or dummy technique. This little Daoist has some skill. He even managed to deceive a Dao Body Real ...
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