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The earlier anomalies with the spatial tears gradually calmed in the battlefield where Xuan Ying and Pang Jian clashed, though the fractured earth had yet to mend.
Blade and sword lights sporadically flashed, only to fade quietly into the depths.
Xuan Ying's bone-white hands gripped her blade as she silently gazed at Pang Jian.
The residual forces from when Pang Jian's final mysterious realm collapsed were still eating away at her arms.
Whoosh!
A force powerful enough to obliterate a Rank Eight foreign race warrior raced up her arms. Its disordered energy effortlessly pulverized her tendons and flesh.
It was like invisible venomous dragons or monstrous serpents were devouring both her arms.
Before long, the residual destructive force stripped the flesh clean from her arms, leaving only two skeletal limbs behind.
Despite this, her gaze toward Pang Jian was unnervingly calm. It was as if her bloodied, ruined arms did not belong to her at all.
Suddenly, her eyes turned fierce, as if confidently awaiting something.
Crack! Crack! Crac...
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