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... he Central Yuan world, a torrential rain of blood fell.
In the past, every drop of the Holy Emperor’s blood was a treasure that contained endless essence.
If an ordinary person obtained it and could refine it, it would be a great treasure that was no less than a Saint Stage artifact.
But now, let alone stealing the blood.
Not a single person was even close to the battlefield.
“It’s coming, it’s coming…”
“Run!”
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