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... like weeping.
At this moment, Liu Qiushui was in the deepest part of the Imperial Palace's underground chamber.
Deep beneath the ground should have been dark, damp, and filled with a decaying stench.
But instead, it was radiant and brilliant, with light bursting in all directions.
Liu Qiushui gripped a blood-red gourd tightly with both hands, chanting under her breath as mysterious runes emerged from her body and spun continuously around the blood gourd.
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