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... City.
The sea was a crimson red, layers of corpses piled up, and resentment soaring into the skies.
Tens of thousands of human clan cultivators and demons, just like Tao Qian, had their eyes locked onto the person on the golden ship.
He appeared to be a young male cultivator in his thirties, tall and thin, with a gaunt appearance. Dressed in blue robes and wearing a scholar's square scarf, his eyes cunning like those of a sly fox. Anyone who looked at his face and witness ...
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