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... gy finally began to subside.
Sitting cross-legged between the imperial willow and the Azure Fire Paulownia Tree, behind Wang Ba, the nine-colored radiance gradually converged.
He slowly opened his eyes, sensing the changes within his Nascent Soul, a hint of amazement flickered in his eyes:
“Nascent Soul Late Stage.”
“This Cloud Mist Tiansong, as expected of a Class VI spirit tea, no wonder it almost made the Ice Daoist lose control and step into Immortal Ascension ...
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