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... “The decline of the destiny-shielding technique means that person’s power is waning?”

“What else?”

The current Lord of Reincarnation placed her hand on Mu Zhian’s thigh, her delicate fingertips casually tracing his leg, her sweet, fragrant breath whispering in his ear, “Did you think shielding destiny comes without a price?”

“Shielding destiny, and deducing destiny, the former violates the rules of heaven and earth and will attract misfortune, while the latter involves ca ...

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