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... owards himself in mid-air.

At this moment, the Sword Qi not only shattered the True Qi attacks from the Divinity Transformation powerhouses but even tore through the entire sky.

In an instant, a vortex appeared above Shang Yu’s head.

At the center of the vortex, the faint sound of a tsunami emerged.

"It’s the Immortal Sinking Pond!"

At this time, the Immortal Sinking Pond within the vortex had already been unsealed, and Tian Lin even saw Mei Xianfu and Cui ...

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