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“Paper doll?” One of the coffin hauliers, Peng Shan growled and attacked the paper doll with his saber. But the second the blade made contact with it, Peng Shan abruptly froze in his tracks, and his face contorted as if he was struggling with something.
Willow branches began growing out of his skin and sprouting green leaves that swayed gently in the night. They looked beautiful.
Their growth was fueled by Peng Shan’s vitality, however. He was sucked dry before anyone could do anything. His skin shriveled, and his flesh withered. All that was the lush willow still swaying in the wind.
“PENG SHAN! YOU BASTARD!” Peng Hu roared. Blinded by fury, he too charged toward the paper doll and swung his saber.
Thang!
There was a soft clash of metal and a flash of crimson, and Peng Hu’s saber was sent flying. His weapon arm shook uncontrollably as he staggered backward.
“Calm down.” Ye Qing glanced at Peng Hu. “You can’t defeat this paper doll.”
“Do you know what it is, Joyless?” Chu Nianjiu stared at the paper doll severely.
“I’m not sure.” Ye Qing shook his head. “All I can tell you is that it’s not a Stranger.”
“I think it’s the Five Phases Ritual,” Qi Xuanyun blurted suddenly. “Yes, I’m certain this is the Five Phases Ritual.”
“Do you know what this is,...
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