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... in remarked.

He briefly sensed the creature's qi and blood. It was far stronger than the Ghoul King from the Black Gold Mine.

However, this didn’t mean it was stronger than a Top-Tier Astral Cultivator and had reached the level of a Master Astral Cultivator.

From the Top-Tier Astral Cultivator stage onward, Astral Cultivators and demonic creatures evolved in two different directions: one focused on increasing qi and blood to enhance physical strength, and the other concen ...

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