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... gyu couldn’t help but let out a painful scream. His face was as pale as paper, and his breath became erratic after losing an arm.
It’s clear that for a strong cultivator like him, losing an arm was an unbearable agony.
"Peacock Saint Master, you’ve severed my arm. I’ll have your life..." Song Mingyu roared in fury, seemingly ready to risk it all.
"Is that so? Then I won’t mind severing your head!" The Peacock Saint Master stood with hands behind his back, his gaze icy
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