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Outside the pavilion, the vast Sky River extended into the distance.
Under the sunlight, waves of the Sky River surged, spraying droplets shimmering like crystal fragments. From a distance, it resembled a satin ribbon decked in diamond shards hanging in the sky. Romantic and captivating, it possessed a tremendous power that made one's heart tremble.
No one knew how long Wang Shouzhe had waited.
Suddenly.
"Boom!"
Long Wuji stepped on the Sky River outside the pavilion, causing it to shatter into a violent rain that fell into the Peace River.
The very next moment.
Long Wuji alighted outside the pavilion as if it was the easiest thing in the world.
His demeanor was relaxed, his expression carefree, as if he had done something insignificant.
Behind him, Jiang Yusong and Third Master Du TianGang, his two confidants, landed as well, flanking Long Wuji, one literate, one martial.
Long Wuji's long, narrow eyes swept across the scene, then focused on Wang Shouzhe.
