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The next day, the sky lit up.

Ling Hao directly headed towards White Stone City, flying along the way. All he could see were a large group of refugees, and after listening to the woman's narration, he knew that these were the commoners who had luckily escaped from White Stone City.

After arriving at White Stone City, Ling Hao stood at the bottom of the city, looking at the dense black mist