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... ical power, laboriously wielding the flying sword to cut, with sparks flying everywhere. It took him half a quarter of an hour to sever a finger and collect a fair amount of blood.
"It’s done."
He carefully preserved Yu Wen Tai’s severed finger and blood, then after pondering for a moment, he built a tomb on the spot and buried Yu Wen Tai inside.
"Ultimately, you’re not Liu Cang. Being born here, it’s like returning to your roots."
Zhang Yao erected a blank tombst ...
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