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Ximen Qingfeng's voice dissipated within the wind, which blew up the sand on the ground. The originally blue sky had turned somewhat dusty and yellow. The sand caught the riders in the face, choking them.

After Ximen Qingfeng bid farewell to them, he turned around and rode his horse. The sound of armor colliding together could be heard as the wind blew past the flag. Gradually