Eight hundred miles outside the capital.

There are deep mountains and big swamps, and the stream flows like a white line running through it.

The lingering incense burns into an ancient temple in the mountains.

A series of lines extended from the void, outlining the figure of the Demon God of Order.

"Rong Jun, you are so courageous that you dare to do something in the capital? That is the territory of the Great Qin imperial family."

The icy voice of the Demon God of Order resounded through the mountains. For a moment, the grass and trees were still,

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