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Lehman waited for the time it took for an incense stick to burn. The sky above the Gate of Heavenly Arts was quiet and no one answered. It was as if he did not exist.

"Good, very good! What a great Heaven Arts Sect! The wings are really hard!"

A hint of disdain hung at the corner of Lei Ming's mouth. He turned his attention to the sect protecting array of the Heaven's Path Sect