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... exploding into countless fragments.
In the end, only a piece of Divine Foundation Fragment remained, and the writhing rotten flesh grew still.
"Crack," a crisp sound resounded.
The bloodstained, bare Guanyin Wood Carving that resembled flesh, fell to the ground, sliding far away.
Cold snowflakes, mingled with bone-chilling rain, fell to the ground, soaking the wood carving with a "plop plop" sound.
Li Che floated down, his eyes beneath the mask swept over ...
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