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Chapter 165: Breaking the Shadow Syndicate
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The cold wind howling across the elevated stone plateau carried a sharp, metallic stench.

Over three hundred elite cultivators from the Blood Moon Pavilion, the Eclipse Sword Sect, and the Shadow-Vein Enforcers stood in immaculate formation.

They blocked the swirling silver gate that served as the sole exit from the collapsing sub-world.

At the front of the army, the pale leader of the Eclipse Sword Sect rested his jet-black longsword on his sho
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