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... took out a black iron ore from his storage ring: it was Death Qi Iron Ore.


Death Qi Iron Ore was found in the Life and Death Secret Realm and contained the Death dao. If it were placed on the ground, the soil around would become completely devoid of life force; if it were placed near vegetation, the trees and plants would completely wither; if it were dropped in a small river, the entire river would gradually dry out, and the river water would turn into dead water.


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