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... the Altar, eyes closed, his mind calculating and examining at an extreme speed, continually discarding various threads.
Shortly after, Wang Zijia suddenly knelt down on one knee and pressed his right hand in the center of the Blood Formation!
"Appear!"
With Wang Zijia’s roar, he released his mana into the array, as if it cost him nothing.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
In an instant, numerous golden threads emerged from Wang Zijia’s hand.
The threads twisted a ...
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