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Ye Tian smiled, the white glow on the longsword in his hand disappeared, transforming back into the original broken twig. Now infused with a strand of Creation Energy, its black color faded, returning to a vibrant green—this was its honor.
This young man, with a branch as his sword, driving the gods away and scattering all demons. This phrase would be passed down through the endless river of ages, spreading in Coffin Mountain and the desolate lands of the northwest.
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