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Late at night, a crescent moon hung in the sky, casting a weak moonlight onto the hazy forest.

On a cliff at the back mountain of the Devil Sect, a middle-aged man in white clothes was dancing with a sword.

Killing intent swirled around the edge of the sword, each move carrying a powerful aura.

"Swish!" With a sound, a sword light flashed past, leaving a deep gully on the ground