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... lips parted as if he wanted to say something more, but his body no longer allowed him to do so.
Before he could finish a complete sentence, the last vestige of life in his body dissipated, his life force severed, like a wing-clipped eagle plummeting from the sky to the ground.
"Despicable, eh! For a demon cultivator, that should be considered a compliment."
A slight curve formed on Su Jie’s lips as the swarm of insects carried Du Shaochang’s corpse towards him.
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