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... rustling in the wind, its branches knotted, full of vitality.
Were it not for seeing it with his own eyes, Qin Feng would have found it hard to believe that within this fog brimming with the scent of death, such a spiritual tree could actually thrive.
The white fruit hanging at the tip-top of the knotted branch did not give off the slightest fruity aroma, yet it radiated a faint energy fluctuation that enveloped the entire hill, not allowing any hint of deathly aura to invade thi ...
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