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... o share the same origin.
Li Ping’an stood beside several slumbering Demon Infants, pointing lightly on their foreheads, drawing out tiny glimmers of light and gently twirling them between his fingers.
With a revelation dawning upon him, he closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and cast the art of blocking distractions. When he opened his eyes again, the flesh of the Demon Infants before him had become transparent, leaving only faint outlines and a point of black mingled with go ...
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