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... ow, muffled roars echoed from the backyard; following the sound, one could see sticky emerald liquid splattered everywhere, and bits of leathery skin scattered all around.
"Daoist Fire Technique… good… good…"
In a pool of water, Shi Shougong was soaking in ice-cold water, mist constantly rising from the top of his head. Even though he had shed layer after layer of skin, the searing pain still lingered undiminished.
"You've encountered a true master."
At this momen ...
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