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... following a special rhythm, as if performing a kind of ritual.
Qin Ming halted from afar, held his breath, suppressed the fluctuations of his consciousness, harmonized with the Light and Dust, and completely blended into the pitch-dark night, concealing himself entirely.
The sight before him was somewhat beyond his understanding; creatures of the Fifth Realm could grow from the soil? He was rather startled; among those little figures, each only three inches tall, there were indee ...
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