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... i Qiu’s mane of crimson hair rose like wildfire as if echoing the flare of his qi. Every breath he took radiated heat. His killing intent wasn’t something abstract… Instead, it was real, raw, and invasive. It clung to my skin like steam, tasted of scorched iron and blood, and made even the more seasoned cultivators shift in their seats. With a snarl that came more from beast than man, he raised a massive arm and swung. There was neither theatrics nor windup—just one clean, brutal arc of muscle a ...
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