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... Zongti suddenly felt a chill.
Meanwhile, inside the Imperial Ancestral Temple hall, a magician abruptly raised his hand and smashed the sacrificial artifact onto the ground, then leapt out and struck towards Pei Zongti’s head with his palm.
"Xiao Bojin, what are you doing?!"
The magicians around were instantly anxious.
Yet the Royal Mage, at this moment, was full of killing intent in his eyes, not listening to their nonsense.
Swish!
At this moment ...
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