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... red, his voice barely audible.
The words sent a strange tremor through his chest. He repeated them again, tasting the syllables, the weight they carried.
"Divine Blood... Slaughtered Moon..."
Every part of that name exuded menace.
It was no wonder their disciples were so ruthless. A sect that bore such a name could not have been righteous in nature. Whether they were demonic cultivators, ancient bloodline warriors, or something else entirely, Han Yu didn’t know. < ...
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