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The fierce zither music resounded within the Tai-tao, and one shadow after another rushed towards them. At that moment, Mo Wang moved, and like a ferocious tiger that had just left its sluice, he pounced on the black shadows.

Then, Mo Wang casually knocked on a black shadow's head with the pipe in his hand. The shadow's head exploded and blood spurted out, making it stand out even in the dark