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... Needles flutter down like fallen leaves, his eyes wide with shock and horror.
His natal magic treasure had completely lost control.
What secret art is this? How could it sever my connection to my mystic treasure?!
Hong Zhe had little time to ponder. The blood pillar was now only a few dozen feet away.
He hastily opened his mouth and spat out a miniature Corpse Coffin.
The coffin expanded rapidly upon contact with the air, transforming into a massive struct ...
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