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... ter all, and asking Yun Yao for more would easily arouse suspicion, especially since he wasn't cultivating this kind of Evil Skill.
Then Lin Chang'an waved his hand, and the Phantom Mask slowly clamped onto the cultivator's cheek. In the next moment, the fine Poison Vines pierced into the flesh and blood.
With terrifying sounds echoing, in less than the time it takes to burn half an incense stick, only a tattered Dharma Robe remained.
The body was devoured completely.
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