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On the Azure Dragon Mountain, Xiao Yi staggered as he treaded into the depths of the back mountain.

In the autumn rain, blood flowed like a river.

The great emptiness and fatigue in his body made Xiao Yi look like a machine that had run out of oil, and he finally stumbled and fell to the ground.

However, Xiao Yi raised his head to look at the Thousand Blades Cliff in the distance