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... leaves whispering secrets in the wind, imbuing the air with a freshness that teemed with vitality. Amidst this tranquility, however, a faint scent of fresh blood permeated the air.
Wang Xuan sat shirtless, his upper body bared to the elements, as he meticulously inspected his injuries through the realm of his spirit. A bloody hole marred his chest, and his right lung bore four terrible gashes, rendering the organ torn and ragged. His back was a raw landscape of flesh, with his ribs fain ...
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