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... of the Profound Sword Sect.

Xuan Yi’s white robe fluttered in the wind as he stood at the peak of the mountain. His long black hair fluttered in the wind as he stared at the mountain in front of him. Covered by the fog, it looked like a fairyland.

White cranes soared above his head and the chirping of flying insects could be heard. Everything was covered in white fog.

“It’s been three years... It’s been three years since I came to the Tian Xuan Land! It’s time for the Pro ...

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