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... boundless night full of cold white light, just like the light of the lighthouse illuminating the four directions.
Finally, red, yellow, blue…… Countless petals slowly fall from the sky.
Some fell on Taoist Lingye.
Some fell on the ground frozen into ice.
It's hot.
Taoist Lingye was as numb as a startled chicken.
Until everything calmed, it had been more than a dozen breaths.
His eyes were slightly squinted, and he saw that the sword was on ...
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