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... pressed his collar. His handsome face was pale.
“Did… did he leave?”
Ksitigarbha asked softly, his body trembling. It was not fear, but anger! What’s wrong with the Primordial World? How could the Primordial World be good? He had been studying the technique of devising schemes, plots, and plans for so many years. However, in the end, he was helpless against an expert who vomited blood, descended from the sky, fell in front of them, jumped up, and used a Connate numinous treasure to ...
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