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Seeing him flee, Liu Feng only chuckled and did not concern himself. He didn't care about those two. They were not people of significance.

But he did want to wait to see what would happen to a sect that had withstood the test of time, only to see its downfall today.

The sect was visibly falling apart. What Liu Feng did not see was anyone crossing the boundary. He did feel bad for all those disciples who were a part of the sect, but they made the wrong choice and he wa ...

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