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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.

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Having disembarked from the train, the sky was considerably dark by now. The sky was stacked with dense layers of dark clouds with only a hole at the point where the sun was, forming a pale yellow cloud halo. It was around five in the evening, and it was almost getting dark.

Casio stepped forward, his shoes stepping on the square platform.

Next to him, by the pillar supporting the metal awnings, two people dressed in the same type of clothing as Casio looked his way.

Casio looked first at the gloomy overhead, then walked over with strides to speak. Behind him, a young man wobbled out of the train door, his eyes ringed with shadows, looking weak as though on the brink of death.

He steadied himself with one hand on the train door frame, stepping down gingerly. The mere ten-centimeter height difference nearly caused the youth to stumble.

Behind him, white steam billowed from the yellow body of the train locomotive.