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... that as soon as the Phoenix Blood Essence entered her mouth, it then travelled all the way down to her abdomen, with a surge of crimson mist suddenly permeating throughout her body.

Clang, clang!

A Phoenix’s cry that was so familiar to Feng Qing’an that he could almost mimic it resonated. A translucent, nearly transparent phantom of a white phoenix manifested behind the young girl, spreading its wings and letting out a long, melodious cry, surpassing even the awakening of Sen Mia ...

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