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... > "Was it you who just spoke?"
Wang Jin’s murky eyes, now sparking with a sharp light, stared deathly at Lin Tian, his expression grave.
Only those powerful cultivators from the Foundation Establishment Stage could produce a voice as if it were a thread.
But this youth before him, merely seventeen or eighteen, a high school student from the mundane world, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator?
Wang Jin instantly dismissed the notion.
Is it my illusion?
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