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Above the ten-li lake, Luo Chen raised an eyebrow. The Mystic Flame Sword shifted into his left hand and his right hand shot out abruptly. Between his index and middle finger, outstretched like the tip of a sword, he caught the actual tip of a sword flying at him.
"Not a bad life-bound flying sword. A pity… It's already spent."
As he murmured to himself, the blue flying sword shattered inch by inch, turning into fragments that fell into the mud on the now-visible bottom of the lake. Meanwhile, Luo Chen's gaze had already shifted elsewhere. Under the night sky, a long banner glowing with dim spirit light wrapped around a Golden Core and fled frantically.
Yan Nantian had absolutely no way to withstand the formidable force of the blast; in spite of his best efforts, his body was obliterated. The Myriad Soul Banner barely...
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