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"Alright, my master. The sword-shaped spaceship has entered constant speed. In a month, it will reach the Mystic Moon Continent." After Ye Guhsing withdrew his gaze from the starry sky, the Sword Spirit spoke again.

"One month? That long? I remember that when I rose from the Mystic Moon Continent back then, it was in the blink of an eye? " Ye Guhsing asked with a puzzled expression.

"Oh