
Purple Lightning Dances Wildly, Thunder Shakes the Sky
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Purple lightning danced wildly, thunder shook the sky, and huge raindrops fell down with the aura of destruction. Outside Lingxiao City, on the top of Black Wind Mountain. "Pfft--" A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the scorched earth in front of him red. Qin Chuan struggled to raise his head, his vision blurred by blood. His Dantian was destroyed, his meridians were severed, and his once proud talent of "Thunder and Fire" became a life-threatening talisman. "Qin Chuan, Qin Chuan, you are really a genius that our Tianjian Sect has not seen in a century. It's a pity that you are too ignorant of current affairs." A cold voice sounded in the rain, with a playful tone like a cat playing with a mouse. The person who came was his senior uncle, Li Mo. He usually looked kindly to him, but now he looked ferocious, and the sword in his hand was dripping with blood - that was the blood of his fellow senior brothers. "Why?" Qin Chuan's voice was hoarse, full of unwillingness and despair. He couldn't figure out why he ended up like this when he was devoted to the sect.
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