Every sect was preparing, taking precautions against the future.
Xin Beimo did not hesitate, directly taking a group of newly defected people to dismantle their old homes one by one, collecting the materials to use for new construction, never wasting a thing.
Ji Qingzhu pondered for a long time. Now she finally felt the pressure of time, and spinning the Time Ring on her wrist, she accelerated her personal time flow by a hundredfold—experiencing a single day felt like a whole year, truly.
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