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... expecting that the beast he summoned would make such an excessive request, demanding half of his Demon Soul.
Without giving Xin Jia a chance to refuse, the black-robed elder’s words had just fallen when he immediately reached out with five fingers through the air, causing the traces around him to reverse.
Xin Jia drew a sharp breath, unable to predict the beast would directly attack him. In an instant, five black mist finger beams appeared within a hundred feet. With another fla ...
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