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... jagged rocks dotted the landscape and not a blade of grass could be seen between heaven and earth.

"Open!"

Ning Tianyi flicked his sleeve, and cracks split across the earth. The ground resonated with the sound of fractures, and countless chunks of soil and rock crumbled and plummeted into the abyssal depths.

Ning Daoran looked on with a trace of surprise.

The way Ning Tianyi wielded Divinity Transformation methods without hesitation—the power to move mountains an ...

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