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... of Power into his Five Kinds of Qi, but he had not made up his mind yet. To his surprise, this time the Primordial Sword Spirit made the decision for him.


The Primordial Sword Spirit was one of his Primordial Spirits of Three Separations. He seemed to be an independent person, but in fact, he only inherited a part of Zhou Bao’s personality. Thus, he was a little bigoted, always acted on a whim instead of thinking through the best possible consequences of his actions and was like a man ...

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