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... it time you taught me how to conquer that thing?" Ren Feifan urged.
He wasn’t here to make idle chit-chat with the Demon King.
The Demon King nodded gravely and then, with a gesture of his fingers, he formed countless magic signals.
Gradually, a ball of dark qi began to condense in the palm of the Demon King’s hand. The dark qi grew denser and was constantly compressed until it ultimately formed something resembling a black elixir.
"Kid, the object of extreme evil ...
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