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... Chen, with one hand tightly grasping the twin blades, blood flowing freely yet not loosening his grip, continually forms hand seals with his other hand.
Under his control, beams of light descended from the Primordial Chaos Tripod, like strands of beaded curtains.
These beams enveloped Qian Ting, and intense, scorching heat burst forth in an instant.
The air itself seemed to distort.
On Qian Ting’s face, sweat poured down, and his flesh seemed to be melting.
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