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The deep black walls of the hall kept the interior perpetually dim. Suddenly, the person on the Xuan stone couch in the center stirred, tilted their head, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Severing a strand of their divine consciousness had damaged their soul. Feng Hanying's already pale face looked even more ghastly. The vermilion dot between his brows was as red as blood. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then got up from the stone couch barefoot and walked to the ...
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