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A wave of heat rushed over, Yan Qingyang's body tilted, spirit energy leaked out, and the flying sword floated down.

Yan Qingyang didn't fly up any further. Instead, she landed gently on the ground along with the momentum. She raised her head to look at the unfathomable mountain peak. Yan Qingyang sighed. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to go up today.

Seeing that it was already late