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... a sense of wonder.
There was no sun or moon, no up or down, no left or right. If it weren’t for the fact that he could still sense the earth of the Warzone of Ten Thousand Tribes, he would have completely lost his sense of direction.
The fog was so dense that even his perception was weakened.
“It’s similar to the fog of the Lost Land,” he thought.
After sensing carefully, Jiang Ming sighed lightly. Following the direction where Wang Qiutong had gone, he soon disco ...
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