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... ough he saw the storage bag.
Lin Chang’sheng didn’t just rush forward in a fit of excitement to grab it; he stood more than ten feet away, sent his divine sense probing out, and inspected the spot carefully. It seemed like nothing was wrong, but he was still on edge.
A cultivator who’s sat down to die—what if he’s not truly gone, if a lingering will remains, hiding in those bones, trying to possess someone?
When you’re a cultivator, who wants to die?
Even if your ...
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