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... And the last scarecrow woven by Su Tu, because it absorbed the least Spiritual Light, didn’t grow flesh and blood; instead, it nurtured a breath of abundance within.
"Miao Fa..."
A slightly awkward voice sounded, as if still unfamiliar with how to speak.
"Miao Fa!! Miao Fa!!"
Then, the other figures also began to chant along, their voices full of reverence and awe, carrying an indescribable worship.
The voices grew louder and wider, eventually echoing acr ...
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