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"Phew ~ it looks like I still can't use this Lunar Meteorite Slash as I wish." A low murmur came from beside the city gate. As Sacred Xuan leaned against the sturdy city wall, he let out a breath of impure air. The emptiness in his body made him feel insecure.

Beside him stood seven other people. They were Mu Bai and the other disciples of the Fallen Sword Sect