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... walked through the forest.
This mountain had long been untraversed, the original stone steps had decayed and weathered, covered by countless vines and wild grasses.
Wei Dongliu held the Menghuan Sword in the palm of his hand, guiding everyone in the direction the sword tip pointed, sometimes climbing upwards, sometimes moving sideways, and at times even turning around to walk downwards.
“Wei Daoist friend, are you sure?” Long Xiaoqi suddenly said, “If my memory serves me ...
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