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... Feifan regained his composure.
He quickly handed over the Tri-color Lotus in his hand.
It was like a hot potato; if mishandled, it could cause significant trouble.
Before he could hand it over, Lin Langtian’s aged hand grasped the lotus, while his other hand tossed several objects resembling Formation Flags.
These objects were extremely ancient, and the fluctuations on them were filled with mystery.
Ren Feifan was sure that each Formation Flag was at leas ...
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