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The Dead Witch Clan was separated from Amon by a single Ethereal Lake, and at a glance, he looked like a black ocean.

"What's that under the Ethereal Lake?" Although Jiang Ming's Divine Knitting could not be used, with his cultivation, he could clearly feel the strong energy fluctuations under the Ethereal Lake.

"I don't know. This isn't the scope of my understanding