to Nanyao with Chong Xuan, sat opposite Jiang Wang along with the others, eyes closed in meditation.It's a good thing he's only slightly overweight, otherwise Jiang Wang wouldn't know where to squeeze...I have known Duke Huai for some years now, but Jiang Wang has never seen the old man with such a complex look in his eyes.
Her husband had been through many storms and seen all sorts of things, so he always remained calm like a deep pool. Sometimes, however, he roared like a raging sea.
Only that kind of unreadable look had never appeared in his eyes.
Jiang Wang and the others were silent.
Immortals of the celestial forests, transcendent existence, saints transformed into lifeforms, and Phoenix’s true form... these terms are all beyond the reach of these young people.
Even figures like Tai Xu Pavilion members, the First Divine Arrival, and Zuo Xiao Gongye are still lacking in terms of echelon.
Zuo Xiao sighed, "Huang Wei is truly an extraordinary person."
He added, “Now it can be called ‘great.’”
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Greatness is the highest praise, and greatness is also a level of power.
“Master Zuo has always admired Huang Wei Zhen! Even before she returned, he did so.” Qu Shunhua said, “But in my heart, Master Zuo is also an extraordinary person!”
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Left Xiao burst into laughter: “I'm very pleased to hear that. However, you mustn't say the same thing to Qu Jin Kui.”
Jiang Wang glanced at Zuo Guangshu, the kid's mouth stretched all the way to the back of his ears.
Cui Shunhua excels in all aspects. She is respected by her elders, beloved by those under her, and a formidable warrior commanding thousands of soldiers on the battlefield. Her cultivation is unparalleled, truly making her an exceptional daughter-in-law.
At this moment, she continued, “Elder Left, why don’t you tell us about your story in the Immortal Burial Forest They always keep it hidden and vague. I’m very curious.”
Zuo Xiao twitched the corner of his mouth and put down his chopsticks: “It’s been so many years, there’s not much to say.”
He glanced sideways, Jiang Wang knowingly handed over a cup. Zuo Guangshu staggered over to pour the wine.
The wine reflects a person's face, and there is no such thing as youth twice.
The Old Duke fixed his gaze on the wine in his cup, he had almost forgotten what he looked like when he was young. He took a swig and said slowly, "My father died in the Immortal Falling Forest. I've never liked it since I was a child. Back then, I was arrogant and conceited. With two proofs reaching their peak, I thought there were no heroes in the world, transcendence was the only path. I had grand ambitions, wanting to pacify the Immortal Falling Forest all at once and use this as a springboard to transcend—in the end, I failed. It was Emperor Sejong who mobilized the entire nation and personally rescued me."
This story is told very briefly, it's over in just a few sentences.
But the waves it represents, I'm afraid even the Xiang River couldn't contain!
Originally, Zuo Xiao's path to transcendence relied on the Immortal Burial Forest. In the end, he lost his way within the Immortal Burial Forest.
It's no wonder his eyes are so complex when talking about the stories from Yinxian Forest.
There, his grand ambitions were laid to rest, forever just one step short of transcendence.
"Grandfather Zuo," Jiang Wang asked seriously, "Do you think you failed because of something"
This question is not something the average person would ask, nor do they need an answer.
Do you still remember when Jiang Wang first came to Chu He was full of another person's shadow back then. Now, looking at him again, he is a whole new sun. Zuo Xiao looked at him deeply: "At any time, the reason for failure is only one - you are not strong enough."
“That is the path beyond the peak, the power to break through the limits of the present world. Even the word ‘holy’ is insufficient to describe it. No matter how much preparation there is, it will still be inadequate. Every person who reaches that point will feel ready. But when they truly arrive at that moment, perhaps failure is the only inevitable outcome. You must exhaust your imagination and transcend everything in order to create a sliver of opportunity, and then seize it.”
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Zuoxiao slowly said, "But if we absolutely have to find a specific and direct cause, my failure was due to being hindered by the transcendent being dwelling deep within the Meteor Immortal Forest. It was too hidden, beyond perception. Only when it made a move did I realize such a being existed in this world. Even Emperor Shizong, who had fought it, didn't know its name or identity."
The "Emperor Shizong" he referred to was the grandfather of the current Chu emperor, Xiong Shao, who posthumously received the title "Shizong".
The emperor of a powerful nation, with the weight of the entire country on his shoulders, possesses true extraordinary power, not inferior to any opponent. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to venture into the Immortal Burial Forest and save Left Xia's life from another transcendent being.
Just the transcendence of that individual from Lin's Immortal Falls was too mysterious!
With so many powerful beings in this world, as numerous as the stars, how is it that even His name remains unclear
At the Jiang family, Wang was always very natural and didn't need to hide anything. He mused thoughtfully, "Speaking of unclear names, it reminds me of Changsheng Jun from Nandou Hall. He also cut his name and vanished, and he is still alive to this day..."
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He speculated that the transcendent beings in Yinxian Forest might be figures like the ancestors of Nandou Hall. If not for divine abilities similar to theirs, how could they be so mysterious
Left Xia sneered: "That one from Nandou Hall is far too weak! They are irrelevant. The one in Yinxian Forest is an existence that transcends cognition. It's not simply a matter of cutting names."
Beyond cognition, it is unobservable, unimaginable, and undefinable. This truly is a realm far beyond our reach.
...while the one in Yinxian Forest, is a being that even transcendence can't accurately ascertain.
Even Zuo Xiao, who once reached the pinnacle of life in the Meteor Immortal Forest and even briefly touched upon transcendence, and Chu Shizong Xiong Shao, who truly grasped the power of transcendence, were still unaware of its true nature after a direct encounter.
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Meng Tianhai's historical alias, is still traceable by great scholars in history. Changsheng Jun, on the other hand, cut his name and fled, using billions of Southern Dipper Star citizens as hostages. He could only conceal his identity for one generation.
This super-powered being from Yinxian Forest has a record of taking action, and it's even more shocking that he stopped Zuoxiao and fought against Chu Shizong. Events of such magnitude should be widely known, yet his identity remains unclear.
It's truly mysterious to the utmost degree.
This also makes Huang Wei's true terror even more apparent.
Upon my return, I awakened this mysterious and inscrutable transcendent being. I gazed upon its might, tracked its movements, and even planned to kill it!
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As the eve of Shenxiao approached, all sides prepared for war.
As the pride of the human race in this generation, Jiang Wang also knew about the preparations made by the human race and even witnessed many of them with his own eyes.
The Illusory Realm, with Chaos Wielding a Sword and Suppressing the Samsara Dragon Staff, while Yu Jian and Ying Yun gaze upon the Primordial Mother...
Now it seems, the "most vicious in the world" Meteor Immortal Forest, is to be taken care of by Huang Wei Zhen.
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Meanwhile, everything else is still just a standoff. Huang Wei wants to kill Chao-Tuo as soon as she returns
This is truly unparalleled in its grandeur.
Even the knowledgeable people were astonished, and left Guangshu and Qu Shunhua, these two little gods, were speechless.
It is said that Huang Wei was truly the most romantic figure in Chu for three thousand years. As time passed since his death, more and more people began to question this statement. Now it seems, it's been far longer than three thousand years!
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Just then, a servant came in to report: "My Lord, the King of Hell wishes to see you!"
Left Xia raised an eyebrow, the kind and gentle demeanor he displayed in front of his family vanished instantly, replaced by an air of chilling coldness and solemnity: "Let him in."
Gu Chi entered the dining hall like a bamboo pole supporting a black official robe, floating in.
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Upon seeing Jiang Wang, he was not surprised. He simply bowed to Marquis Huai and said, "There is one thing that the lord specifically instructed... I believe it's best to personally come here and report to you."
Zuo Xiao waved his hand: "As for information from Fengdu from now on, don't casually report it to me. Fengdu is directly under the emperor, and I have no right to interfere. Since you are the emperor's confidant, I will be straightforward - to rectify the administration and uphold the integrity of the dynasty, it must start with these small things."
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Gu Chi was so moved that he almost cried.
As the emperor's trusted confidante, he knew good days were coming soon, but he didn't expect them to arrive so quickly and be so wonderful!
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Could it be that Fengdu will finally break free from the era of "fatherhood" and truly enter a realm where there is only one above all, and ten thousand below
Actually, sometimes when you think about it, the Lord of Hell isn't that bad off.
Most of the peers aren't very impressive.
Sang Xian Shou, the jailer of the Central Heavenly Prison, was notorious for his ruthlessness. However, in Jing Guo, he was someone who couldn't be investigated or questioned; everyone treated him with deference out of respect for his ancestors.
The Jail Administrator Yan Wen was even called "Van's Dog" by the people, where there was any dignity of a spy chief
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The King of the Ghost City stood up, "The Ghost City is going to lead the way with a new decree banning all six countries from using dark magic!"
After some thought, he still spoke cautiously, "It's about Lu Shuanghe."
Zuo Xiao glanced at him, but said nothing.
Gu Chi politely turned and left: "I won't disturb Your Excellency during your meal. I take my leave."
"Cough!" The cough of the Duke of Huai came from behind, "This is not proper."
Gu Chi quickly turned back and reported smoothly: "The whereabouts of the Seven Kills True Person from Nandou Hall have been found. He is currently wandering near the entrance of Yinxian Forest. Many people have seen him."
Zuo Xiao turned his head and looked at Jiang Wang.
Jiang Wang put down her chopsticks, thoughtfully: "He wasn't hesitating, he was waiting for me. After Tianji died, he already felt my power."
"I'm unable to go to the Ruins of Fallen Immortals," Zuixiao said. "Lord Gu, please relay the message to Duke An. The head of the remnants of Nandou is his responsibility."
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“No need.” Jiang Wang immediately stopped her. “Hearing about your past experiences of transcendence and the scandalous tales of Huang Wei, I can’t help but feel agitated. My sword is calling out from its scabbard. The world's heroes, so brilliant and dazzling, should not be left alone in solitude today—I have a pact with Lu Shuanghe, and it’s time to fulfill it.”
Zuo Xiao looked at him: "Do you remember what I told you last time"
"Grandpa, I remember very clearly, please rest assured." Jiang Wang nodded seriously and stood up. "You eat slowly, don't finish all the frost-flower flying fish I like... I will come back for a second bowl of rice."
Having said that, he was about to leave, but suddenly had a feeling. Smiling at Zuo Guangshuo, he said: "Guangshuo, if Dou Zhao comes later, you tell him that I have something to do outside and will be back soon - ask him to wait for me, and don't go anywhere."
"That's just completely nonsensical. Left Guangshu didn't understand."
Didn't Dou Zhao fall into the hellish abyss How did he "come over" And how did Brother Jiang know he was coming
But before he could ask anything, Brother Jiang's figure had already become hazy, like a fish leaping into water, vanishing without a trace.
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Deep within the Azure Terrace, amidst an endless river of information stars.
The imposing visage of Duke Fa Xiang of the Chu state stood here. The colossal celestial being, Xing Shen Xi Mu, remained silent today, only its branches swaying and meticulously sifting through information.
Deep in the starry river, Zhuge Yixian's voice rang out: "The Great Chu is fortunate to have Zuo Shi protect the country! The old man, on behalf of the 10 million people of Great Chu, thanks Your Excellency!"
Zuoxiao's expression was colder and more imposing than usual, as if gazing down upon the endless flow of information from the stars. He said, "The millions of people in Chu State, along with their lords and ministers, should all be thanking you. The accumulation of problems within the Great Chu began with its first ancestor. These issues run deep and are impossible to shake. You have done too much to bring about this situation."
“I can only do this much…cough cough!” A voice from deep within the starry river coughed for a long time before saying, “The Battle of Hegu has exposed the problem. What we lost is not just our national fortune, but also past choices. Qin State has been reforming for many years, controlling all schools of thought and replacing officials frequently. With ten soldiers taking turns under each flag, they rapidly strengthened their military power through ruthless competition. The new nobles at court triumphed over the old veterans. It was us who initially raised the banner against Jing Country, but in the end, we became a more stubborn aristocratic empire than Jing itself. If Shenxiao loses, everything is lost. If Shenxiao wins, external threats will be eliminated…Some people’s desire to unify the world can no longer be contained. If we don't reform, we will have no chance—cough cough!”
Zuo Xiao frowned: "Your body..."
"It doesn't matter." A voice from the depths of the starry sky said, "Two thousand years ago I should have died. It was Zhang Huatai who kept me alive all this time, nourishing me with the nation's power. An old man who refuses to die, plagued by illness and becoming a demon, has finally reached the time for me to repay my debt."
Zuo Xiao respected very few people in his life, but he held great respect for Zhuge Yi: “Master, you have dedicated your heart and soul to Chu for four thousand years. What you give is far greater than what you take. It is fortunate for this country that you are here.”
"The new policies have bled too many people dry, causing unbearable pain and inevitable resentment. Not everyone can be as magnanimous as the Lord Prefect, nor is it realistic to expect anyone to remain unfazed by such sacrifice. The collective hatred of the people boils over like a simmering pot threatening to burst. Someone must stand up and give them an outlet – after all, we are all Chu people, and we need to unite and move forward together."
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Zhuge Yi smiled, "hehe," and the information star river surged with waves, as if waving goodbye: "I can't hold on any longer. This is my last act."
Of all the hardships in life, nothing compares to enduring.
The Star Weaver burned herself with fire, using her soul as oil, for far too long.
Left Xiao knew he was already at his wit's end, understanding this was the final decision.
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He also knew that it wasn't just Zhuge Yi who needed to bear the responsibility.
The State of Chu was established by powerful families, and the State of Chu rose to prominence because of these families. When King Xiong Yizhen, the founder of Chu, was at Jūwú Mountain, he declared that he would share the world with his brothers. For four thousand years, the clans of the State of Chu fought bravely for their country, using their lives to earn military merit. Every bit of glory was earned with blood!
The imperial family and aristocratic clans have shared the world for nearly four thousand years. Now that the court is attacking the clans, it's like cutting open their liver and removing their heart. Who would be willing to stand idly by All this accumulated resentment from the entire nation, can Zhuge Yi alone bear it
Even with the leading role of Zuo Xiao, the Four Great Aristocratic Families actively undertook self-reform. Even though the King of Chu controlled both the internal and external affairs of the court, eliminating all potential interference... that deep pain would inevitably fester in their hearts.
The Chu emperor's reforms were unlike those of Wen Jing, who used crude methods and relied on others. The emperor treated the reforms like a gamble. He personally dealt with internal and external threats, choosing to push Huang Wei Zhen back home during the period of peace between nations. Only after everything was ready did he begin the transformation.
But even so, he also needs to bear the resentment between the court and the opposition.
To be the sovereign of a nation, to bear the weight of public opinion.
After the new policy, the emperor will definitely abdicate today.
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At that time, it will be the tenth year since Prince Xiong Zi Du, who was imprisoned in the mountains, has been longing to see the world again. He will emerge from his seclusion.
The new emperor inherits the hopes of the world and the virtues of his predecessors. By subtly revealing a taste of heavenly favor, promoting loyal ministers, he can control the court and usher in a new era. There is even the possibility of an age of divine prosperity like that of Shenxiao.
Xiong Zi should be back soon...
The fact that the king of the Equal Nation met with the prince in the Netherworld must have a reason behind it.
When the emperor personally went to protect Huang Wei's safety, it showed his determination to pave the way for the prince.
Zuo Xiao's heart was filled with unspoken thoughts. He truly understood the weariness of Zhuge Yi Xian. Dragging his weakened body, bearing the weight of the world, he had never dared to make a mistake for millennia.
Humans aren't puppets, how could they stay at the peak forever!
“There were nine mythical phoenixes, the geese landed in Yue Kingdom, the birds of paradise landed in Li Kingdom, the rainbow hawk flew to Yuxian Forest, the empty mandarin duck carried its female, and five phoenixes remained, all returning to Chu.” The Duke of Huai sighed: “Nine out of five, nine five nine five. The Son of Heaven has already gained the support of Huang Weizhen, your contributions are immeasurable.”
"Actually, I haven't done much. Just mending and tidying up, sorting out the connections, all within my duties." The voice from the depths of the starry river sounded rather contemplative: "With the emperor's resolve to leave the country, there's no reason why things couldn't go well. Unlike the emperor, Taizu was a man of sentiment. Today's emperor is truly the Son of Heaven."
Zhuge Yi was an elder of Chu State during the time of Xiong Yizheng. He had lived through dozens of rulers of Chu State and, by the time of Xiong Ji, he was tired and said that he "could not take it anymore".
Perhaps this also signifies the end of the era of "義".
After all, the king is still the king, the country is still the country, and people are after all fickle.
What country in the world is maintained by righteousness
The grandeur of "Yixiang Tianxia" has been prevalent throughout history and across the world. Only someone like Xiong Yizhen could be worthy of shouldering such a responsibility.
"You worked hard." Zu Xia said lastly.
This was the last meeting between the Duke of Huai of Chu and the star diviner of Chu.
By the time Zuoxiao left Zhang Huatai, a new policy agreement drafted personally by King Xiongji of Chu had already been transmitted through Zhang Hua's network and spread throughout the entire Chu state.
A plethora of three thousand words, above detailing the illustrious deeds of past sages from Chu State, below we shall discuss the current predicament faced by Chu State.
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Its core consists of only nine characters: "Eliminate aristocratic families, break the protection of their power, and abolish hereditary privileges!"
From then on, there were no recommendations, patronage, or hereditary succession in the State of Chu.
From military service to politics, all officials came from the imperial examinations. Selected from among ten thousand people, they became students of the Son of Heaven!
The wind through the lanes whispers tales among the common folk.
“Hey—do you know where the five phoenixes of Mount and Sea returned to Chu
“Crimson phoenix and azure crane in the Imperial Palace, emerald sparrow and jade hawk in Zhang Hua, kingfisher lands on the Wutong Lane!”
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The divine Phoenix Banner of the Chu state, embroidered on its surface is a vermilion phoenix. The vermilion phoenix and azure blue qilin represent nobility within the imperial palace.
The divine phoenix, Shi Huang, soars over Zhang Huatai, further facilitating the Chu court's edicts to the spirits of the world.
The Kingfisher is purple, representing the quality of perseverance.
Near Zhuque Street, there is a Wutong Lane. Prosperity and squalor are close at hand.
In Wutong Lane lived a young man named Chu Yu. His name meant radiant and bright. He founded an organization called "Tongyi Society." When he left "Jianmeilou," his ideal was "equal opportunity."
Once upon a time, it seemed out of reach.
But it is the Chu State of today that seeks and proves.
Rivers and mountains, thousands of miles wide, sometimes fit in the palm of your hand.
The beast whose whispers foretold a plague upon the world, stood poised before the palm lines that resembled a chasm in the sky.
...in fear and hesitation, unable to take another step.
The changes were still happening. There was one blood-red ox head left, and it was turning white little by little from the horns.
When the entire ox head turns completely white, the true fiend is then born.
And with that, it gently sent the object away, cradling it in its palm.
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A tiny, all-white fly, soared high in the air, flying out of the palm-sized world. It opened its terrified eyes and saw—
An endless primeval forest, with towering resentment and murderous aura, ghostly figures floating everywhere, and piercing screams disrupting your eardrums from time to time, almost splitting your eyes along the blue lines of vision.
Here is the Meteor Immortal Forest!
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A mythical beast called Fìshòu is said to be a harbinger of disaster. Whenever it appears, calamities befall the land.
For it was truly born in the Yixian Forest, therefore calamity resides within the forest.
The Immortal Lin was bathed in brilliant light just a moment ago, with golden rays shimmering everywhere. In the next instant, disaster struck, with thick clouds and shadows engulfing everything.
The mysterious King Zhao, using a piece of hide to conjure a true fiends beast, inflicted the overall calamity on Mount Xianlin. This was naturally aimed at the transcendent beings deep within Mount Xianlin.
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He is helping Phoenix True!
In the depths of Yinxian Forest, there exist transcendent beings beyond comprehension. They are among the most mysterious and terrifying entities throughout history. Unseeable, unperceivable, and undefinable.
He has made several appearances in history, but none have left any trace, remaining in a state of suspected existence. He is not recorded by any transcendent agreements.
The last time it appeared was when Zuo Xiao clashed with Chu Shizong while attempting to transcend in the Immortal Ruins. He intervened and fought them both.
After that, I didn't stop seeking Him, but I never found Him.
That is to say, this time Huang Wei truly returned before everyone's expectations, returning from fantasy. She created the Four Phoenixes, establishing the Heavenly, Divine, Corpse, and Ghost Paths, shaking the very foundation of the Immortal Forest. Only then did it react, alarmed by her actions, and captured her trail.
This is a once-in-an-eternity opportunity, the possibility of Yinxian Lin Yongzhi's demise is almost within grasp.
King Zhao offered the monster here, borrowing the "truth" from the Shanhai Realm and counter-sculpting the "monster" that might exist in the Shanhai Realm, causing disaster and destroying the immortal forest.
In that unobservable transcendent battlefield, this is but one weight added to the scales.
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Boom boom boom!
The birth of the Ghost Phoenix, a great boon to the Ghost Dao.
The Hell known as "source of ten thousand devils," Abira, is naturally restless and turbulent.
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And yet, with the exquisite flavors escaping and the ghost saint's legacy fleeting away in a blink.
Countless evil spirits surged forth, their clamor shaking the earth like thunderous roars. Ghosts usually moved silently, yet to produce such a commotion, it speaks volumes of the chaos within the hellscape.
This is unprecedented turmoil!
Dou Zhao shot out of the cave like a bolt of lightning. Having survived the ordeal, he was suddenly gifted with treasure, but he didn't even think about rushing home to find his grandmother or finding a place to hide and process what had happened.
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But instead, he followed the traces in his memory and continued to collide in Yinxian Forest, searching for Lu Shuanghai and Ren Qiuli.
He fought someone for the title of "hero of the world" — well, he fought some ghost for the title of "hero of the world."
I have always been the one being avoided, never the other way around! If I say I will cut off the heads of the two remaining scum in Nandou Hall, then I will definitely cut them off. Not a single head can be missing.
No one can stop him, no matter who comes.
He couldn't describe his current state either. Simply put, he was neither fully human nor completely a ghost. On one hand, his physical form had regained some vitality, on the other, his spirit had been replaced by a fighting intent... In short, his current state was somewhere in between.
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It doesn't matter much.
Doushao's strength lies in the fact that he is Doushao. His background, race, whether he is human, demon, or even a Shura, all hold no significance.
As for the understanding of species, perhaps we can explore that further in the future.
He only knows that he is...very strong right now!
A powerful punch to Chongxuan, a strong kick to Jiangwang's type.
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The profound meaning of Yin Yang True Saint flows in his heart, he only picks the parts he likes and fills them into his daydreams one by one. After being devoured by ten thousand ghosts and refining his spirit through a hundred calamities, he has reached a certain peak. He urgently needs an opponent to test his blade!
With morale high, it soared through the skies. In the dreaded Meteor Immortal Forest, where everyone feared to tread, it charged recklessly forward.
Don't fear danger, fear a lack of danger.
Suddenly, a dark shadow swept towards them, like the night itself descending.
A man in a black Taoist robe arrived, seemingly with a series of overlapping shadows flying around him. He appeared as if the tide was roaring, causing one's vision to blur. With much difficulty, he came into focus within sight. His short beard, deep-set eyes, and cold, fleeting glance sent a chill down the spine.
Dou Zhao's heart was startled, and the Dream Realm Blade in his hand almost instinctively slashed out. He held it back with all his might. Couldn't provoke him for now!
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but was not dismayed.
This person in front of me is clearly a powerhouse at the peak. If he truly intended to kill, even fleeing would be a death sentence. It's better to face him head-on, at least dying with some dignity.
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Thankfully, the newcomer didn't strike first.
In that way, two rapidly moving figures passed each other without looking at one another.
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But Dou Zhao's boiling battle intent suddenly dulled much.
Well, I guess I should head home first. At least I can fix Tianshao before doing anything else. Plus, I could have a meal at home.
Yinxian Forest has been a little chaotic lately.
It's not a bad idea to start by taking down Jiang Wang!
He is a man who does what he thinks.
Instantly, he reversed the Dream Realm Blade, bringing it down with a single stroke. In the midst of the roaring and surging tide of anger, it cleaved through the unconscious sea. He gathered his soul and leapt into it—
Isn't Jiang, you calling me from the past of history Isn't it that you are in a hurry to see my heroic figure I am here now! Take the knife!
Yin and yang are inherently separated by a thought, and in the sea of subconscious, the echoes of Jiang Wang's voice have yet to dissipate.
Thousands of years can be passed, and ten thousand miles are far away
Dou Zhao leaped out of the sea of subconscious, his dream a burning reality. He was powerful and imposing, his golden body radiant, adorned in a red robe trimmed with gold, not a hint of gloom about him.
He was filled with fighting spirit, brandishing his sword and looking around, but all he saw was —
Just the little Left Guangxu, the "qu qu" in front of Left Guangxu, and... Duke Huai!
"Master Zuo!" Dou Zhao immediately sheathed his sword and bowed, the arrogance on his face transforming into a smile. "Is this a family gathering I apologize for the intrusion. I have something to discuss with Jiang Wang. I'll take my leave—"
He sat down helplessly.
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“Since you’re here already, why don’t you have some food first.” Zuo Xiao unexpectedly showed kindness: “I’ve already informed your great-grandmother, she’ll be back as soon as she finishes her business to scold you.”
What's the matter
Is that not enough for me to be concerned about
Where did my great-grandmother go
No, where's that bastard Jiang Wang Wasn't he just here Did he call his parents because he's afraid of a fight and hide now
Dou Zhao's heart exploded with ten thousand questions, but all of them were silenced in the gaze thrown by the Marquis of Huai.
"Xiao Zhao, you are a disciplined person," Zuo Xiaoping said calmly. "You don't speak while eating or sleeping, and only speak after finishing your meal."
Li Mao thus brushed past Dou Zhao.
He flew effortlessly, as if destined, above the Hell's Gate.
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Hellscape is the most vicious place in the world, where countless evil ghosts gather, with no bottom and no end. Even if a casual true monarch unfortunately falls into it, it will be difficult to survive!
But he is a celestial demon.
A contract can be established here.
This arrival is like returning to one's own home.
His homeland is gone, his spectral home can be found here.
The path of a ghost cultivator is perilous and narrow, with few who throughout the ages have achieved true success.
The old things in the hellscape are all grievances accumulated over many eras.
In the past two thousand years, only he, Li Mao, has achieved the state of celestial ghost.
It was due to Wenzhong, the deceased, and Wenguangxiu, who had lost their country, that he achieved this.
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From the moment he attained enlightenment, he wielded the authority over Hell. He belonged to this place, and he was kindred with its denizens.
Now, he needs to grasp more.
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After the birth of the Ghost Phoenix and the expansion of the Ghost Dao, the Abyssal Hell became even more dangerous and gained greater significance.
And this is precisely the reason he came here.
There is no one more suited for the role, nor a more fitting identity.
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Having left his home country over a thousand years ago, his spirit is tethered to Qiantang. The Yue Kingdom has fallen, but his ideals remain. He aspires to be the king among celestial beings, to rule this place, to represent the Equal Nation and bear the responsibility of governing this hellish realm!
Of course, one should also reap the merit of the Heavenly Peace Immortal-Slaying Forest.
For example, Yue Xiaoxu, a renowned scholar of the Mohist school, erected the "Sky and Earth Right Mandate Two Realms Returning Dragon Array" at Yuquan. This projected the true form of Wugu Pass onto the scene, staking a claim for humanity in Yuquan and earning merit for the Mohists. To this day, he is still celebrated for his achievements.
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Today, if the Equal Nation can govern this hellhole, it will have established a foundation in this world. It will no longer be a ghost of the night, a lost soul wandering among humans. Instead, it will be an organization that can stand confidently under the sunlight—although this land bathed in sunlight is located within the Immortal Slaughter Forest.
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But this is precisely the achievement recognized in the mortal world, the martial prowess acknowledged by humankind.
In today's era, only desolate places like the Immortal Ruins hold space for exploration. Organizations like the Equal Nation would inevitably be uprooted if they attempted to establish themselves anywhere else.
This also represents the transformation and attempts of the Equal Nations. From a shadow organization that supported weak nations in resisting and subverting strong nations' rule, it has transformed into a nation that proclaims ideals and takes responsibility. For the first time in its long history, it has surfaced, standing side by side with various forces in the present world, accepting scrutiny from all people.
He, Li Mao, will become the first to stand at the pinnacle of the Equal Nation!
This matter is extremely dangerous, he could very well become the target of many arrows, but it also contains enormous opportunities.
With aspirations reaching ten thousand miles, why fear a long farewell
To cure the chaos of the Immortal Forest, one must begin in the depths of hell.
Governance of the hellish abyss is also adding weight to Huang Wei's true struggle against that mysterious and transcendent fallen immortal, Lin.
The Equal Nation fully supports this transcendence war and prepares for the divine thunderclap for mankind!
“I am Li Mao.” Li Mao’s voice echoed through the ghostly cave, like a celestial decree.
"Today, I, Tian Gui ‘Qian Tang Jun,’ establish Tian Gong City. With my heart in harmony with the will of Heaven, I declare this city open to all!This city, nestled in a peaceful corner, will be dedicated to cultivating a life of peace and righteousness. We shall strike down the strong and support the weak, save the helpless and alleviate poverty, clear injustices, and eradicate evil. All humankind are one family, with no distinction between birth or status! All who aspire to equality, regardless of nation or affiliation, are welcome to enter Tian Gong City!"
Deep within the ghost cave, roars echoed one after another.
Those were the ancient celestial beings, angered by the newcomers' provocation.
Li Mao wasted no time, leaping directly into the ghost cave!
Whoosh!
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The subconscious roars like a raging sea.
Jiang Wang defied yin and yang, his sword slashing the distance, emerging from the cracks in the daydream.
He came to Yinxian Forest.
Within the Duke of Huai's mansion, he was the first to sense Dou Zhao's birth through the echoes of the subconscious sea. He also received Dou Zhao's request—this fellow came seeking battle.
Jiang Wang agreed to his first request.
Through the vestiges of connection in the mirror space and time, and through the link of Yin-Yang inheritance, they built a passage between the subconscious sea and the realm of waking dreams.
This is also Dou Zhao's daydream reaching its peak, a thought becoming reality. It also reflects the widening and turbulent subconscious ocean of his mind. It is the last legacy of Yin Yang True Saint, giving them different feedback. Allowing him to truly understand the undercurrents of the sea of consciousness.
In the past, they were unable to achieve this level.
Dou Zhao's daydream was elevated, and his subconscious sea also received a boost.
Dou Zhao just arrived, and he just left. On the path of yin and yang, they happened to miss each other. So one is here, and the other is there.
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Through the subconscious sea, connected to the realm of daydreams, yin and yang shift abruptly, awakening a startling dream across ten thousand miles.
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This is Jiang Wang's first time experiencing this.
The moment he arrived at the Yinxian Forest, heaven and earth responded instantly. A black and white rainbow appeared, resembling a swallow returning to its nest, or a shadow merging with its body.
Jiang Wang raised his sword, ready to strike, but hesitated. He didn't feel malice, only a sense of kinship. Since Dou Zhao's emergence, he had felt something approaching. This visit to Yinxian Forest was also driven by a "call."
At this moment, his heart and mind were infinitely distant, his subconscious like a sea connecting to an endless abyss.
At the bottom of that abyss, a mournful laughter echoed: "The celestial mandate has no end, but human life does!"
That was the voice of Yin-Yang True Saint Zou Huiming.
Following this was the rise and fall of the Yin-Yang school over hundreds of thousands of years.
The Yin-Yang transmission of the Five Virtues Small World continues to this day.
He and Dou Zhao each took one.
Jiang Wang was momentarily overwhelmed by the influx of knowledge, he only felt a sense of sorrow.
Why did the sages grieve
He listened carefully to the mournful laughter, but the farther it drifted, the more distant it became. The sound seemed to want to tell him something, but was swallowed by the boundless abyss.
Looking back on history, a mist shrouds it. Gazing ahead at destiny, the path once seemed invisible.
Guan Zizai, hearing all things, seems to hear the tide of fate within them.
Yinxian Forest, Yinxian Forest!
Has Jian Xian come here, bringing ill omen
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Jiang Wang looked around, feeling a profound peace within.
Good fortune and misfortune, the strong remain unmoved.
As he left the Qiantang River, he believed he had reached a secluded realm few others had seen. After receiving the final inheritance from Yin Yang True Saint, he saw a different kind of scenery in this extreme state.
At this moment, he wants to look further afield.
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He doesn't care about the risks in front of him.
Finding a person in the Yinxian Forest is even harder than finding a needle in the sea—especially if that person doesn't want to be found.
Jiang Wang was now brimming with fighting spirit, unwilling to delay any longer. Raising his eyes to the sky, he suddenly felt a sword rainbow piercing through everything. It cut through evil spirits, cleaved through purple lightning, and shattered the mist, its sword cries echoing for ten thousand miles!
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Beyond the reflection of history in the Qiantang River, Jiang Wang had never truly visited Yinxianlin.
The Yinxian Forest in history mirrors a vastly different place than it is today. The constantly changing and unpredictable nature of the forest is one of the reasons why it has remained unexplored for so many years.
In terms of Jiang Wangyu's presence in the mortal realm, this was his first time coming to Yixian Forest and he made such a strong declaration!
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Even True Immortals should be aware of the dangers of the Falling Immortal Forest, for even they risk perishing there.
It's also possible that he descended through the yin-yang path, inheriting the regrets of the Yin-Yang True Saint and becoming tainted with fragments of Dou Zhao's dream. Perhaps his nature was influenced by this. Or maybe...his current state is unprecedentedly powerful, his sharpness cannot be concealed any longer, and it needs to be expressed externally.
The sound of the sword cry was simply madder than Dou Zhao!
The Immortal Forest was fraught with danger. The sound of a sword cry, the flash of a sword rainbow, was like disturbing a hornet's nest; it caused a ripple effect that spread in all directions. A cacophony of rustling sounds arose from countless creatures almost simultaneously.
The sky is covered with dark clouds, and evil spirits surround the wicked. With cries of "Ugh!" and "Wah!", their voices of resentment spread fear.
But Jiang Wang only noticed one of the voices—
That too was the cry of a drawn sword.
This voice, like the heavens pressing down low, resembles clouds about to rain.
Boom boom boom!
Tens of thousands of miles of shocking lightning tore through the sky of Yinxian Forest in an instant.
From the fissure wrought by that electric spark, fell a blade of utterly ruthless perfection —
The spine is straight, the blade is flat and has a double edge.
Speaking of it, it also seems quite "fair".
As if echoing the "Tian Gong Cheng" that resonates in the hellscape at this moment.
Every person in the world has different thoughts, even for the simplest word, there are countless understandings. Just like "fairness", whose "fairness" is true fairness
Jiang Wang, having witnessed a thousand shadows and heard ten thousand voices, yet only gazed upon this "Morning Enlightenment" sword.
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Lu Shuanghe has arrived!
On the banks of Phoenix Creek, we first met. Who could have imagined we would meet again
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No idle chatter, no hint of emotion. With a single clang of steel from each side, the greeting was exchanged. To meet Li Changsi after hearing his name was already to be at the end of one's journey.
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The hole has now reached this point, arriving at its utmost limit.
Life has come to this point, it is time to stop!
The sky is finite, its limits marked by the sword named "Chao Wen Dao." A bolt from the blue, it is the thunder of annihilation. Every fissure in existence was born from this blade.
That ultimate killing force tore apart space for thousands of miles in an instant.
A sword level mountain flat!
Countless fallen leaves, countless screeching ghosts flitting, dust swirling in the air, autumn falling into the void.
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The arrival of Lu Shuanghe, whose name is known throughout the land, brought a chilling autumnal air to the Immortal Forest. This forest, where seasons are confused and day and night blur, was now permeated with an atmosphere of deathly stillness.
In all the shattered ruins, Jiang Wang stood, his hand resting on his sword.
Yearning seemed never to have been unsheathed, he seemed never to have moved. But all the sharp sword intent, before approaching him, was already shattered.
Lu Shuanghe drew a sword that shattered heaven and earth.
His sword shattered this brokenness!
The scenery in Yixian Forest always seems to be under oppression. At this moment, the old scene is like fallen leaves, fluttering and scattering everywhere.
In the ever-shattering and reforming spatial fragments, Jiang Wang stands alone with his sword, a figure of unwavering eternity.
Sword intent and sword intent clash against each other.
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In an instant, there had been a million encounters. Within those million encounters, with a single glance—he saw the man with white hair flowing down his shoulders. Seeing those eyes, just as in childhood's first meeting, just as countless times he had woken up startled in his dreams.
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These eyes seem to never have any emotion.
"There's no hatred in your sword," Jiang Wang said, his voice laced with an inexplicable emotion. "I thought you would hate me."
Lu Shuanghe took the Dao back into his hand. Between him and Jiang Wang, there existed a chasm filled with countless fragments of space-time falling. He said calmly, "We have no grievances against each other."
The two stood on opposite sides, like on the shores of a sea of suffering. Jiang Wang said, “Although I don’t regret it, I did indeed kill your disciple, Yi Shengfeng, and your senior sister, Tianji Zhenren Ren Qiuli.”
"Weapons are born to kill, there is no difference in who they kill." Lu Shuanghe said, "But there are differences in strength."
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Jiang Wang's eyes were complex: "You have your reasons. You always show your reasons."
"But you've never heard it," Lu Shuanghe said.
“You don't care whether I listen or not,” Jiang Wang said. “I don't know whether to be happy or sad, to applaud or to sigh.”
Lu Shuānghé looked at him: “Back then, when I took away Yì Shèngfēng, I didn't save you. Do you hate me”
Jiang Wang said: "I once hated."
Lushuang River Road: "Because you were very weak back then. Now you know, you have no reason to hate me."
"I shook my head. 'At the time, I didn't even have the ability to protect myself. You brought out Yishengfeng's evil thoughts, leading to my danger, and you chose to ignore it. Don't I have a reason to hate you It's just that you don't feel it because you are a person without emotions.'"
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Lu Shuang's face was impassive: "You think I'm wrong"
As for this duel, Jiang Wang always thought he didn't care much about it, but even in such a complex situation, he still came to Yixian Forest. He also asked himself why.
Now he understands.
He wasn't going to a grand gathering, he was going to a childhood promise.
The more people I meet, the more things I experience, the less I dare to judge right and wrong as simply as I did before—that was a very impatient me.” Jiang Wang held the Chang Xiangsi in her hand, across her chest, giving Lu Shuanghe the utmost respect: “I can only tell you, the me who is different from you has already walked farther than you. My compassionate sword is already stronger than your merciless sword. The rest are all your own feelings.”
Lu Shuanghe didn't say anything more. In the crumbling space, he walked towards Jiang Wang: "Then let me see, where is 'farther,' and what does 'stronger' look like."
With every step he took forward, his swordsmanship became sharper.
The power that has reached the limit of Zhendan, is still constantly condensing and rising.
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Heaven and earth are a scabbard, he himself is the sword representing ultimate killing power.
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From the Southern Dipper constellation, he fought his way out, from the small world to the big one.
The process of advancing is the process of opening a blade, as if it were because of his advance that there was a distinction between heaven and earth.
He cleaved through everything, as if his power was boundless!
Jiang Wang looked at him.
It was the dream of gazing at a blue-green sword as a child.
He who stands atop the peak of Zhen is a latecomer, gazing upon those who first claimed this summit.
He waited until Lu Shuanghe's killing intent reached its peak before he relaxed his grip on the hilt and gently drew his sword —
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It's like opening a floodgate.
It is the sword that needs to be unsheathed, not the intention to kill.
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The longing had become unbearable, almost bursting forth like a sword from its scabbard. The raging sword energy roared with the might of a tiger and the echo of a dragon's cry.
However, Jiang Wang's heart was calm.
His spirit soared.
The sword that remained unsheathed in the mirrored history, the sword that subdued Qian Tang upon its emergence from Yue State, now appears in the Immortal-Slaying Forest.
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This was its first time fully manifesting in this world, and it was much stronger than the moment that had been left unfinished in history.
His sword slashed through time like a flowing song, the vast and turbulent river of history. The subconscious sea materialized countless souls slain beneath his longsword, surging amidst the fragments of the historical river.
...Zhuang Chengqian, Zhuang Gaoxian, Zhang Linchuan, Qu Yingyang, Jingtian Six True Ones... or singing loudly or shouting wildly or weeping bitterly.
At this moment, true unity of mind and intention, thought and reality was achieved. With one sword strike, the world, intentions, thoughts, and body were all severed.
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This sword also entrusts his past feelings to Lu Shuanghai!
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The turbulent waves of fate!
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Yu Beidou once took him into the river of fate, he couldn't see anything.
Now that he has returned by his own power, he "sees" too much!
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He "saw" the azure phoenix eyes, and as its beautiful wings swept past, the Celestial Dao swelled with vigor.
He "saw" the beast rampage through the jungle, leaving a trail of withered vegetation in its wake. In its bull-like eyes, it was impossible to discern whether it was driven by cruelty or pain.
He "saw" the protector of Pingdanguo named Li Mao, who had transformed into "Qiantangjun," fighting desperately in the depths of the ghost cave. His source was constantly dwindling, yet he moved forward step by step.
He "saw" King Zhao's face, as bright as fire, flickering in the shadows of the Meteor Immortal Forest, now joyful, now sorrowful.
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He "saw" the Divine Crime Army roaring in the Yinxian Forest like a golden river, and Song Pudi connected the unknown shore with a golden bridge.
He "couldn't see" Huang Wei Zhen, couldn't see the battle taking place in the realm beyond transcendence. But he vaguely understood that everything happening was part of that battle.
This battle had already begun, even before Huang Wei's true return.
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Transcending the earthly realm, vying for dominance across millennia.
Even his sword with Lu Shuanghe was included!
When any one of them becomes a person who transcends cognition, that transcendent existence beyond cognition must also be updated. Therefore, it inevitably leaves traces, which are captured by Huang Wei Zhen.
In such moments, Lu Shuang He's eyes, as merciless as heaven itself, saw two roaring rivers, one named "Time" and the other "Destiny." Only through experiencing time can one truly understand its passage. Only through trials and tribulations can one truly feel the weight of destiny.
The power of this sword moved him for the first time.
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He truly saw the scenery within the True Dharma Realm, a landscape surpassing all limits.
This is not just a sword that concerns the years, fate has also laid the groundwork!
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At this moment, he was content.
To die upon hearing the Way, what sorrow could there be in this heart
With white hair dancing, Heaven's blade took his youth. He was willing to die under this sword. With utmost sincerity, he bravely met his own blade, before fate and time, raising the mercilessness of heaven. To others, so is it; to himself, so it is. Only seeking within this extreme limit, to glimpse the supreme "Dao Mark"!
But only a "clang!"
Like a giant bronze bell ringing, echoing through all ages.
Upon hearing the way, it breaks from the middle of its ridge, the blade soaring high, never to return.
Time and fate, two great rivers converging, are about to sweep away this white-haired swordsman—
Jiang Wang's lofty and profound mind suddenly went blank.
As if in a daydream!
He seemed to see, deep in the river of destiny, the back of an old man in a divination robe beckoning him without looking back, gradually disappearing into the distance.
He was suddenly agitated and shouted loudly, "Old man! You're wrong! Come back!! On the 25th of September in the year 3919 of the Daoli calendar, at Duan Hunxia, you said that it would take another ten years for someone to surpass Xiang Fengqi. Look at me! Look at me! What did you..."
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The shout came to an abrupt end.
Jiang Wang suddenly remembered that he had lost a year in the Mirror Lake.
It has been ten years.
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It has already become the number one in the world.
He sheathed his sword and said in a low voice, "Old man, you're quite capable."
The limit of the ancient and modern caves had long since opened in the slit of heaven in the Broken Soul Gorge.
I've reached my limit.
Let's take a nap first.
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