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... hat’s right, I felt that the image of that deceased spirit would make a fitting perpetual nightmare, so I planned to replicate it, but I didn’t expect…”

Chong Cao looked at Bai Qi with some embarrassment, evidently realizing that his earlier performance had been somewhat embarrassing.

Having behaved so poorly immediately after forming the pact, he feared he would be neglected by the Beast Master in the future.

“Replicate a perpetual nightmare?”

Hearing Chong Cao’s ...

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