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The cold wind was like an incomparably sharp blade as it whistled past the snowy mountain that reached the clouds, raising a snowstorm that filled the sky.

Ye Xuan looked coldly at Loong Xiong, who had an extremely ugly expression on his face. The veins on his arms bulged, and the vast vital force howled out like a river. The Heaven-Devouring Sword also moved forward a distance