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... ying a faint oppressive force, seeped slowly and steadily through his pores, making Ling Changqing feel an unprecedented pressure.
It felt as if his body were deep within a thick layer of rock, being slowly ground into a pulp. This was the furthest thing from comfortable.
"How are you holding up, Junior Brother?"
Beside the grand cauldron, Ling Qiyue asked with a concerned expression.
"It’s a little rough, but nothing I can’t handle."
Ling Changqing said, ...
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