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The terraced sea of bamboo rustled under the night breeze.
A figure in a white robe stepped into the air, breaking the silent night.
Su Shi stepped on a bamboo tip, “This should be the right place.”
Just now the sect’s spirit jade fluctuated, which meant there was a disciple from the Netherworld Rakshasa Sect in the vicinity.
This place was close to the Capital.
People from the Demonic path didn’t dare to set foot in it easily.
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