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The vortex slowly grew larger, and the gathered flames also began to dim. Then, under the gazes of everyone present, they completely disappeared.

Qiu Yaqian's gaze immediately fell on the figure that was slowly emerging unscathed, and his expression abruptly sunk.

"Long live the embroidery! Long live the Goddess! "

In the distance, an earth-shaking shout suddenly came