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... Master of the Heavenly Axe Sect looked expressionlessly at the cultivator who had just spoken, and without saying a word, shot off into the distance.
The old Buddhist monk draped in a kasaya also put his palms together, uttered “Amitabha,” and like a streak of light, vanished from the spot.
The remaining cultivators at the peak of Void Refining also dispersed one after another.
In the blink of an eye.
It was completely clear in front of the gate of the Heavenly Pa ...
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