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Lin Fan’s voice trembled as he gritted his teeth and growled softly. His throat felt like it had been sanded with sandpaper, producing a deep, hoarse roar, like a beast cornered, letting out its final roar.
Zhu Qilue sneered coldly.
"Then I really want to see what your skills will be pushed to the brink. To me, you’re just a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor ant. I’m curious to see what you’ll show after an outburst. I await with bated breath."
Lin Fan panted, his eyes blood ...
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