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... nly felt a terrifying aura pressing down on him like a huge mountain. It felt as if an invisible net had wrapped around his heart, suffocating him.

He inwardly roared, "Master Pagoda!"

Boom!

A golden light burst forth from within him, shooting straight into the sky.

The oppressive force enveloping him shattered completely.

The Evil Dao frowned at the sight.

Ye Guan was now surrounded by a blood-red glow and a radiant golden light.

When Mast ...

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