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In the City of No Return.
Qi Yuan sat in meditation, while his broken sword relentlessly harvested demon spawns.
"It's easy to go from rags to riches, but not riches to rags. What kind of garbage spawn is this now?" he complained, seemingly helpless.
These days, the demon spawns sent through the portal didn't even include Supremes anymore. Just Mythwalkers, along with some Nation Subjugators.
After being used to "the finest things," Qi Yuan felt uncomfortable. With a flick of his hand, he brought out an ancient stone tablet.
The fragment of the Slate of Fate, also known as the Fraud Slate. Qi Yuan checked it every day, hoping for useful information.
[Slate of Fate Fragment. Its spirit has perished, buried at the hands of the Buddha.]
Today’s message surprised him. After all, he had only interacted with the Slate of Fate a few times.
Does the Slate of Fate have an artifact spirit? Where is it now?
Then, his gaze deepened. "Are you the one stirring up the storms?"
Twenty years until the Myriad Demon Gate opened. It equaled two days in the Canglan World, just enough...
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