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Chapter Nineteen to Twenty: The Heavens in One's Palm
spreads outwards in all directions.Once the dust settles.A palm print, the size of a ruler, was firmly imprinted on the ground as if it had always been there....And in the middle of the palm print.Jus...s eyes, there was only mockery.As expected.Before the blow could truly land, a bloody sword glow tore through the void, not only dispelling the force but also with unrelenting momentum, slashing towar...