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... elief sculptures that were raging with flames .


Just standing at the entrance, you can feel the heritage of this hundred-year-old sect, which is not a match for any of the secular families in the Purple Moon Kingdom .


An outer disciple of the Fire Sect came forward and made a palm hold fist salute, “Mu Jia’s Lord, please come inside . Our sect master is waiting for you . ”


Mu Qian’s expression was cold as she followed this person into the Fire Sect and Jun Mo a ...

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