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Chapter 79

Chapter 79

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The tall, thin cultivator was closing his eyes and resting his mind. The array flag he held had multiple runes inscribed upon it for concealment, breath-masking, and spirit-hiding, making it extremely convenient and effective to use. Suddenly, his eyes snapped open. He saw a furry pouch at his waist flashing red continuously.

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