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... oss the entire Descending Dragon Continent, skies echoed with thunderous cheers. To the people of Descending Dragon Continent, Fang Wang was not just a legend, but also their pride.

Ever since Fang Wang emerged and became renowned throughout the world, the status of Descending Dragon Continent in the Mortal Realm had risen, attracting more and more Cultivation Sects and bringing with it an overwhelming Fate.

In the years of Fang Wang's absence, although Descending Dragon Continen ...

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