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... n the hilt of his sheathed saber hitched to his waist as he stood at the square outside the main audience hall of the Summit of Fortitude. Overhead, the standard bearing the golden motif of a flame woven on a bloody red field snapped in the winds as he looked on with a vacant and taciturn look on his face.
Facing him was Li Baxian who was twirling a sword in his grasp, playing with it like a toy. Chuckling, he said, “In barely six months, you’ve gone from unlocking your first Spiritual P ...
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