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“I’ll go test him.”
From the darkness came a bestial growl.
A towering, musclebound brute with a shaved head, who was barely human in appearance, was squatting on the ground. Then suddenly, he rose, a mountain of flesh and blood surging to its full height. The heat radiating from his body was almost tangible, like a furnace blazing to life, searing the air around him.
He tore off his outer garment, revealing seven crimson lotus banners jammed into the thick fat around his waist.
These formation flags could anchor a battlefield, drawing upon the power of the surrounding world to strike a chosen target.
The combination of formation flags and domain skills was a classic third rank offensive method, signifying a cultivator's transcendence from the self to a higher, more universal state of being. Of course, this greater self was still incomplete, which was why...
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