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... scription, he possessed a divine ability known as “Divine Demon Life Gifting,” created by a powerful demon in ancient times, tailor-made for demons to possess others.

After a demon possesses another’s body, it cannot fully exert its strength and if unlucky, it might not even be able to exert half of its power.

The primary reason is that the new body cannot cultivate the Demon Scripture, thus unable to resist the invasion of demonic qi.

This divine ability “Divine Demon Li ...

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