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... Zhao Tianxing grabbed the rope with both hands, planted his feet on the cliff face, and scrambled up the cliff.
Atop the cliff was a Black Pine Forest.
The scent of rotting leaves and damp earth mingled in the morning mist.
The two of them slowed their pace, changed their clothes in a crevice between large stones, and put on their Evil Ghost Masks.
Then they crouched low, moving like cheetahs toward the northern part of the Black Pine Forest.
The mountain ...
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