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... ragon in his hand and collided with the golden words formed by the Great Spirit.
"Boom!"
The Great Spirit in the void vibrated, and the words were struck by the immortal treasure, as if they were about to shatter.
Holding his sword, Gao Xiaoxuan turned to look at Han Muye.
There were no subsequent verses. The power condensed by the Great Spirit was incomplete, unable to suppress the Heavenly Venerables.
Taking a deep breath, Han Muye whispered, "Gone are t ...
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