Chapter 391
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Just what sort of storm would Su Ming, who was alone in the land of the Shamans, stir up?
Just what sort of storm would Destiny's guess stir up?!
Just what sort of shocking secret would be contained within the fear, pity, and complicated expressions of the Immortals from the other worlds?!
Just what sort of existence was contained within the darkness of the Dead Sea? The Eastern Wastelands were closing in on them, and the seawater was covering them. Just where would Su Ming go in a disaster that would sweep through Eastern Wastelands and South Morning?!
Once his level of cultivation increased and time passed, would the land still contain the memories of the past..?
August will be exciting, I promise you!
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