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... He chanted in a low voice.
In an instant, countless faces, like massive clouds gathering before a storm, surged forth from within Mo Rubing’s body.
Each bore a different expression.
Like moths to a flame, they rushed towards the golden threads left by the Celestial Doctor.
And under the cover of the myriad Demonic Souls, Mo Rubing’s true body quietly approached the High Wall.
"Hum..."
A sound like the vibration of a guitar string suddenly resonate ...
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