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The demon fox weeps blood, the angel breaks his wings, and the Rakshasa dies. At the same time that Ju Ghost Douluo fell, a round of imperceptible bells rang in a corner where no one was paying attention. The same bell rang again at the moment when Rakshasa was pierced by the demon sword. A long sigh sounded from the endless void: You have done enough. The angel's burned-out wings are like a long river of reversal, slowly correcting. Wuhun Palace returns to the world, rewriting thousands of years of regrets