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54 - Fearsome Rune Array!
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2024-10-29 19:42:5654 - Fearsome Rune Array!
A few minutes earlier...
When Ye Sect's Tenth Elder told those present at the scene to disperse, everyone had been focusing on his intent to make them leave and his emphasis on the lack of danger... everyone but one.
Qing Wu You!
As the only person among the onlookers that was without a cultivation, not to mention that he was a little boy that belonged to the highly respected Purple Plumed General's group, Qing Wu You was not paid that much attention by Ye Mo or the others.
The young frail-looking boy had long ignored the distracted people surrounding him. He slowly stepped closer to the tremendous array that emitted a piercingly cold and depressingly heavy feeling to anyone close enough to it.
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