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... st Gale and Eternally Youthful Ku Mu have an eye for people,” Tan Qingquan commented from a mountain summit.

Frowning, Daoist Chu Buqu opined, “I feel things are playing out too smoothly.”

The duo peered up to the sky, where Hun Kui, Bai Jie’s right hand man stayed. Noticing their gazes on him, Hun Kui looked down and switched his gloomy countenance for a sly smirk. “Don’t count your chickens yet.”

Hun Kui discharged soul energy into the firmament, revealing a black hole ...

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