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... Emerge
In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the tavern’s main hall had fallen into a deathly silence.
Dozens of people were either burnt to charcoal or decapitated, all of them dealt with.
The thick stench of blood was suppressed by the swirling wind and snow, gradually drying and congealing.
Yang Xun first brought out the Blood Soul Mirror. He held it up, and a torrent of blood qi flowed into it like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, making its sh ...
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