Northern Frontier, Linjiang City.
An Jing naturally didn't care what the Great General of Longwu was thinking. Since the other party hadn't gone mad and descended directly to attack him, he simply put away the Divine Ability talisman he had been concealing.
At this moment, he walked over to the ashes of Mo Li, who had been burned to cinders, and gazed thoughtfully at two precision array disks that had grown to the size of millstones—one azure, the other golden.
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