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... Zhao Shen stepped forward, his blue robes flowing like cascading waves. His gaze locked onto Wang Li, sharp and unwavering. There was no doubt in his stance—this was a cultivator used to being at the top, someone who rarely met an equal, let alone a rival.
Wang Li took a deep breath, stretching his fingers as he walked to the center of the chamber. He felt multiple gazes on him—his sect's disciples, Feng Yuling, Mu Qingling, Lin Ruoyan, even the Sect Master himself. But he blocked them ...
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