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This sudden impact made Lu Jiangxian feel like someone had punched him in the chest, leaving him short of breath. However, his own body, aided by the surging river water and the recoil force of the collision, flipped over steadily, landing face up, directly facing the sun shimmering on the rippling surface of the river.,Looking up, he saw the moonlight gathering above his body, forming a faint white halo as if it were coming to life. Lu Jiangxian was astonished, and his state of mind underwent a radical shift.,Deep within Lu Jiangxian's heart, a surge of curiosity and joy arose. That sliver of lunar halo seemed to have gathered enough strength, drifting down onto him.。