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Suddenly, the "white dragons'' on Li Daoye's body became even more violent, crazily drilling toward his seven apertures. With a 'pu' sound, he sprayed out a stream of blood, and the white energy dissipated abruptly.
Li Daoye opened his eyes, looking somewhat weary. He softly said, "In the Grand Qian Imperial Capital, there are probably around a hundred Spirit Blood Sect cultivators. Lord, this is no joke. If you're not careful, you could face complete destruction."
"A hundred?" Fang Chen's gaze became extremely serious. He hadn't expected there to be so many Spirit Blood Sect cultivators in the Grand Qian Imperial Capital. Among these hundred, did it include people like Tong Hu? How many of them were at the Golden Core Realm?
Fang Chen's expression changed suddenly. "Hold on..."
In reality, there might not be so many Spirit...
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