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A month passed in the blink of an eye. "Inside the Misty Pavilion on the main peak of the Cloud Sea Sect, Ren Jian was staring at the sea of clouds with his hands behind his back, Zheng Xianfeng's face was filled with worry." Sect Master really did allow the elite disciples to participate in this competition. In that case, wouldn't Li Yun … "

Ren Jian's eyes were still fixed on the sea of clouds