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... was indeed impossible.
Brat, you want to suppress me? Go and die! It was a disgrace for a mere Gold Core stage cultivator to try and suppress a late stage Ghost Emissarie like him. With a roar, a cold wind suddenly blew in all directions, as if ghosts were everywhere.
Cheng Yu felt that he had fallen into a world of evil spirits and he couldn't see anything. He could only hear the excited howls of ghosts all around him, as if they were looking at him like he is the most ...
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