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... d each other. Everything had its natural laws.
Underneath the black-and-white portrait, Ye Qing’s bones were popping, his muscles were groaning, and blood was pouring out of his pores. The bleed was so bad that his black hair was dyed red, and his expression grew increasingly contorted.
Right now, Ye Qing felt like wheat caught inside a mill. The millstone was slowly but surely grinding his body into powder.
If the Great Way was similar to a millstone, then time was a mer ...
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