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... f the “Y” formed a 90-degree angle and led him in two different directions.

There was the same pile of collapsed sky fortresses and burnt corpses of the Ancients, as well as ancient beasts, in both directions. The black fog that seemed alive was rolling, and the place was full of unknown mysteries. Nobody could tell which path led to life and which path led to death.

Along the way, Meng Chao had passed dozens of similar forks and crossroads.

However, each time he had to m ...

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