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... anned to forget all these annoying things. He turned around and went back to his room. There was a new Soul Suppressing Stele in the room.

“I wonder what soul technique it is this time.”

“System.”

After the system received the command, it said, “You need 1,000,000 points for a translation.”

“I’m sure.” Ling Feng said casually because he did not lack leveling points.

“Translation complete! Soul Changing Technique!”

It could change the appearance and ...

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