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... glint flickering in his eyes. He flipped his hand over and took out a golden bell from the Shennong Ring.
The bell was only the size of a baby’s palm, radiating an ancient aura.
He bit his index finger and, utilizing the Three Pure Daoist Skill, drew an intricate gesture, inscribing a tracking array onto the golden bell.
After all this, Zhang Xiaohao looked at his finger with pained eyes and thought to himself, speechlessly, "I’ve been using the Three Pure Daoist Skill qu ...
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