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I can return to the age of mysterious

Collecting legendary antiques, retracing the mysterious martial arts. From the moment he activated his cheat, Casio knew that he was no longer ordinary. [Legendary Antiques: Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant] Seventy years ago, in the North Flow Country of the Hong Li Federation, at the Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp. "Li Wei, you are a coward! On the day your sister was brutally murdered, you were trembling in a corner! On the night of the Sect Destruction War, you disgracefully fled! During the many long years of revenge, you missed the opportunity again and again! "Now let me teach you what bravery is, let me tell you how to turn suffering into your power. I hope at the moment you behead your enemy, you will remember: you are a man, an upright man!" The taboo era, hidden legends. A Foggy continent paralyzed by the sealed land. Countless brilliant antiquities wail in the ruins. I will witness your lost legends in the mist, the knights in the sky, the ghosts in the desert, the rats in the mud. The direction of sword fights points to the light, and flowers will grow where bullets fall. The winds of history will eventually sweep away the rubbish from the era's gravesite.

Gray tombstone · Eastern
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528 White Bird Sacred Fist's Gift (4000)_2

Crack.

Mongki raised his right hand and pinched the Ripple Ring on his middle finger. Purple thunder flowed like little snakes, crackling and sizzling. In the next second, a slight force was applied with his left hand, and the Ripple Ring was removed.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth."

"Let everything of these past decades, come to a thorough end..."

He looked at the ring in his palm, which had accompanied him for over twenty years, a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes. But in a blink, Mongki threw the Ripple Ring into the distant Undying Flames. With a bang, the ripple power was engulfed by the flames, thunder flickering, before finally silencing. The blue Supreme Ripple Ring turned black, cracks appeared, and it shattered completely.

Elsewhere, within the towering flames, the Golden Red Giant that the Saint Fist Yan Yang had become slowly stood up. He looked up at the sky, towards the ashes fluttering all over the sky like snow. His eyes seemed lost and hollow.