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... the immortal civilization, are they scared to death?
This divine furnace, crafted from an unknown material, radiated a deep crimson glow. Wisps of blazing, eye-catching flames cascaded down continuously, engulfing a screaming and writhing figure within.
Leave me a trace of true spirit! I swear I will never trouble you again, and I will never cultivate again. Can you let me live?
The figure appeared vacant, almost unable to maintain a human form. Its distorted and ...
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