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Violent winds howled and energy surged. Qin Changtian was like a majestic reef in the middle of a surging wave, unmoving. He had already immersed himself into his own world.

He could already see that in this battle, the flute was bound to be defeated, so he had to prepare himself.

Rumble ?.

The rumbling gradually stopped, the thick smoke and black fog gradually dispersed