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... ceiling, Wang Lin’s eyes lit up. His hands formed seals and he muttered softly.

“Flowing Time…” His self-created spell that controlled the flow of time and could reverse thousands of years in an instant. This spell had its uses outside of battle. Right now, Wang Lin was using it to strengthen his essences.

The operations of the heavens and earth were very difficult for cultivators to control. Wang Lin was trying to create his own sky and giving it night and day, which was very diffic ...

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