Heart Fist Whoosh. Above the traces of the massively pierced iceberg, haze is rising. Blue flames are flickering, swaying in the wind. The heat and smoke emanating from there are mixing with the blizzard, expressing their presence. An overwhelming landscape. It wasn’t Mount Tai, but the sight of the upper part of the mountain blown away in one strike was...
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