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... ng Han plucked that Seven Star Great Herb.
However, bright red blood was still dripping from the back of his hand.
The saintly might was like a supreme Divine Sword. So what if his physique was tough? He was merely scraped lightly, and his flesh was split open.
This was the might of a Saint. No matter how strong a Venerate was, they were nothing in front of a Saint.
Thus, all those below the level of Saint were mere ants. These words were not just empty words.
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