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... untless black spots. It was very strange.


His Sage Sense penetrated the stone tablet. The living beings in the stone tablet were like black worms. Their bodies were surrounded by black mist and looked like ghosts.


These living beings did not have intelligence. They surged like ants. The largest of them should be the broodmother, constantly laying eggs.


“Eh?”


Han Jue suddenly exclaimed in surprise. He discovered that the black aura on these black worms coul ...

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