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... n Master: Level One Mid-Grade (13,036/10,000). Can be broken through.]

[Metal Spiritual Root: Mid-grade (1,820/10,000)]

[Wood Spiritual Root: Mid-grade (1,714/10,000)]

He could have made a breakthrough with his experience in the Dao of Talismans a long time ago, but he was limited by his cultivation. Even if he made a breakthrough, he could not create talismans, so he had been suppressing it.

Now that he had officially broken through to the fourth level ...

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