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Chapter 678: Welcoming the Duke of Thunder at the Broken Temple
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... t was a dream of the past.
The Daoist, robed in Daoist attire and leaning on a bamboo staff the color of green jade, walked slowly along the street.
The street was quite wide. It could not compare to the Heavenly Street in the middle of Changjing that split the capital into east and west, but aside from that grand avenue that showcased the majesty of the dynasty and the face of the imperial capital, it would be hard to find another street in all of Great Yan as broad as this one. ...
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