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... cold.
Chu Zheng slowly drew his bowstring, and the hot breath he exhaled instantly turned into frost mist. The Immortal Patterns on the Golden Great Bow began to glow again as mana and surging Yuan Qi were infused into it.
The arrow, wrapped in five-colored mystical light, took shape in an instant.
To enhance the power of this arrow, Chu Zheng took a deep breath. His organs trembled violently, his heart beat like a drum, and he began frantically to draw Essence Yuan and ...
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