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... s still the territory of Ruins Ridge.
Rugged mountains stretched all the way to the horizon.
Song Zidong was running like lightning at his feet, sweeping past streams, gorges, harsh ridges, and swamps.
Endless primitive mountains, ancient forests of the wolf, and barren, layered mountains were rarely trodden by humans.
At that moment, as the Golden Crow was fading away, the setting sun stretched across the wasteland and ancient city, casting a distant, blood-red v ...
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