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... able's unique secret technique.

Utilizing the Enshrouding Mist Soul Physique to perfectly replicate the information in the soul body.

This move was even more useful than soul search.

Soul search was too violent, it was very easy to lose some important information, but the Enshrouding Mist Soul Physique would not.

Over 100 thousand years, how many memories was that?

But, during these 100 thousand years, Dragonsand rarely appeared in Long Qianxiang's life. � ...

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