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... e of a baby's fist floated in the air, constantly flashing with a faint light like the stars. Each one of them was full of life and vitality, releasing endless amounts of life energy.
Every sphere here had fused with the Mind Stigma of a Clear Void Dao Pavilion cultivator, sealing a strand of their soul.
And those who were able to receive such treatment were, at the very least, the Celestial King.
The advantage of doing so was that even if one's soul was s ...
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