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Although An Jing felt that it wasn't his job as a Seven Fiend of Heavenly Mandate to collect items like the Heaven and Earth Core, a feeling of unease still echoed in his heart.
"That's unlikely, it should be done by the Lord of the World... not my turn, not my turn."
Grumbling to himself, An Jing landed in the ruins.
The former stronghold of the True Demon Sect had once been a local Hunting Manor, neatly located at a mid-world point between the outer and deeper parts of the Broken Blade Mountain Range.
The corpses of the Demon Disciples in the area had all been covered by snow, and the ruins were also encased in ice.
Only in the depths, where the True Demon Sect influenced the Earth Pulse Qi, borrowing the power of the Great Hui to extract Dragon Qi for its advancement, the Great Formation was still operating, revealing vortexes upon vortexes in the Spiritual Vision.
In these ruins, a Puppetry automaton was clearing away the icy debris.
