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... pitch-dark cavern, on an uneven stone platform, a lump of viscous black substance slowly oozed. A tall figure pressed his palm upon the platform. The black sludge crept up along his arm, seeping toward the dragon scale on his forehead.
That man was none other than the Crown Prince of the Chu River Dragon Palace, Ao Ang!
His eyes flickered between moments of clarity and demonic madness, muttering to himself as though possessed. When lucid, terror filled his gaze, he struggled desp ...
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