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... two large half moons hung among the sea of stars, the Northern Guardian Sect City lit brightly as if there was no concept of day and night in this metropolitan

area.

If anything, the city seemed even more alive at night as the markets were still open, and many people were going around buying things, especially those high-end shops under the top first- grade sects.

There were over a hundred first-grade sects in the Spirit Inferno Domain under the authority of the Artifact ...

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