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... mon Venerable, who resembled a Demon God, without any fear, not even considering retreating, his expression calm as though stating an undeniable fact.
The Demon Suppressing Sword in his hand shimmered with a faint black light, subtly pulsating.
In the next moment, with a thought, a peculiar force surged from the Sword Domain, flowing through his body, like a warm spring, making him feel exceptionally comfortable.
Under the influence of this force, in just an instant, the ...
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