As An Undead Wizard, I Summon SSS-level Undead Disaster - Chapter 11: Is This Experience?

“The simplification of the extreme mountain breathing method… the simplification is successful… the extreme mountain breathing method → ​​breathing!”

Chen Fei took a deep breath.

“Extreme mountain breathing method +1 experience.”

“…”

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