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... ithin, slowly healing his injuries, and a faint, elusive smile appeared on his pale face.
Lu Jin’an’s left hand, seemingly slow but actually fast, gripped the sword’s hilt tighter, the joints distinct.
The gleaming sword blade emitted waves of sword light, and the word ’Du Duan’ on the blade was particularly prominent beneath the hilt.
He looked at the ghostly fire in the stone statue’s eye sockets and chuckled: "How does it feel... when your own sword has a different mas ...
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