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... ng through the air, he moved toward the blood pool below. A gust of wind then pierced through his middle finger — the Pericardium Meridian of Hand Jueyin. Although he didn’t plan to let out his blood essence, he still meticulously chose the spot to draw blood.
A round bead of blood always descended from Feng Qing’an’s fingertip. But even before this bead of blood fell, his wound had already healed — a testament to the vitality of his body. Although he was still a long way from regenerati ...
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