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... visible giant hand, frozen into a silent and eerie painting.
Xu Qing's raised arm showed every detail of muscle texture, covered in a layer of cerulean ice crystals as thin as a cicada's wing. The Taishang Dao Sect cultivators surging behind him, with faces frozen in greed and bloodlust, became eternal sculptures. The lingering vicious light in their eyes, refracted by the ice crystals, appeared exceedingly laughable and ridiculous.
"Is it you?" Xu Qing struggled to turn his eyeb ...
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