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... bare-chested, swallowed a crimson medicinal pill and sat cross-legged, regulating his breath.
Once his mana ebbed fiercely, reddish mist rose above his head, continuously morphing, seeming to want to condense into a red lotus. However, after several transformations, the red lotus above his head ultimately failed to take shape entirely, terminating inches from success, and he spat out a mouthful of reverse-flowing blood.
The grand door to the stone chamber was suddenly pushed ope ...
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