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... iedly sat cross-legged to operate his Cultivation Technique, refining the overwhelming blood essence that surged into every part of his body.
After a moment, Zheng Yi opened his mouth and spat out a mist of blood, not because of injury, but due to the sheer volume of the blood essence which he couldn’t fully digest at once.
Where the blood mist passed, the lotus leaves quivered slightly, vying to absorb this pure blood qi.
What a waste!
This blood essence is excep ...
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