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... feel it attached to him in his moments of awareness. He should be dead, broken into pieces. But he lived.
Shao Heng drifted, comfortable. The beast was dead. He lived.
He did feel a bit empty. Like there was a void in his chest, where there should be fire. But with his recent battle, his Qi was most surely depleted.
Sleep claimed him once more, his eyes closed and he drifted, happy he was still alive.
Shao Heng came from a long line of cultivators.
They we ...
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