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... had no signs, nor was there any means to stop it.
Ji Changxi was horrified to find that her snow-white wrist was visibly withering, her skin wrinkling like the bark of an old tree.
In fact, if a Martial Saint does not wish to drag to the end, they can completely avoid showing such an ugly state upon sitting in meditation.
Therefore, Ji Changxi didn’t expect at all that she would have such an encounter.
This was more painful than death.
"Ah." She couldn’t ...
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