Chapter 13
Author: Shanew
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Chapter 13

​​Deep within a secluded valley, the canopy was so dense that the daylight was reduced to a mottled, eerie twilight. Mo Fan gripped his blade, every sense heightened as he moved through the undergrowth.

​Suddenly, he froze. A sharp, sulfuric scent hit his nostrils.

​He looked upward. From the thick foliage of an ancient tree, two massive, reptilian heads emerged. Four cold, vertical pupils locked onto him, radiating a predatory malice that seemed

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