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In this world, there were many problems that were worth pondering over, such as whether there was a chicken or an egg, and then …

Zhao Lingyi sighed. He got out of his mind and quickly recited a poem about the wind. Then, he jumped into the air.

Their target was the pitch-black iron gate, and it was also the same place they went to last time.

Magma covered the ground and if it fell