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Atop an unnamed solitary peak, Chen Haichao and a cultivator wearing a plain white mask were whispering to each other. It wasn't long before Chen Haichao's figure melted into the night.
The mountain wind was fierce, and the cultivator removed his white mask; revealing the face of the Freewill Heaven Yuqing True King, his body now surrounded by an aura of a breakthrough limit, which he had somehow already successfully accomplished.
"Yi Chengzi, Doumu Origin Lord, what secret ...
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