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... orrential downpour, and thunder rumbled incessantly.
A one-armed, middle-aged Sword Cultivator with a sword on his back stood before the Great Flame Dragon Wall, watching the rain. His expression was silent, and it was impossible to tell what he was waiting for.
At a certain moment.
The rain in every direction seemed to freeze. Each droplet hung suspended in the air, motionless. Even the splashes where they had struck the stone ground were frozen in time. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣 ...
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