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... streaked across the previously calm sky, followed by a violent storm, with rolling black clouds.
The weather was far from favorable.
Lu Qingshan looked up at the stern sky as if feeling the presence of the Heavenly Dao, harboring deep malice against him.
"Is it you who are fighting with me?" he murmured softly.
Lu Qingshan stood on the city wall, his long hair flying in the fierce wind. Above him, lightning snaked across the sky like a boiling cauldron; below, th ...
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