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... blood mist, those wisps of spiritual qi merged into his body, and every single cell within was being transformed under the nourishment of the spiritual qi, each filled with vitality and energy.
It’s as if a barren land, parched for years, is being blessed by a downpour, thirstily absorbing the endless raindrops.
At this moment, Fang Yuan was indescribably relaxed and extremely excited at heart.
He originally thought that this was an age of the end of dharma with a dearth ...
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