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... s. Yin son of heaven was seated in the middle, looking at a puddle of black liquid as well as the extinguished ancient copper lamp with gloominess on his face.


After a long time, Yin Qi waved his hand, and a spirit flew out of the yin domain surrounding his body. It looked like a dog and soon began to sniff. After staying near the black puddle for a long time, the spirit returned in front of Yin Qi. It spat out a black fog which formed a picture in the air.


One after another, ...

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