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... he Shenxia Tower spun ceaselessly, radiating dazzling brilliance.
Meng Anwen sat cross-legged in midair, enveloped by surging soul force that boiled like scalding water.
Impurities were continuously refined away—dross discarded, essence preserved.
As his soul ascended, Meng Anwen’s aura grew increasingly vast and oppressive.
Mighty soul force flooded the entire White God Courtyard.
On the ground below, Bai Yiyuan was undergoing a similar transformation. Hi ...
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