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... the Pillar’ is an illustrious secret technique created by none other than Qin Shi Huang himself in times of life-threatening danger, granting a one-hundred percent chance of evasion, a lifesaver during critical moments.

The only downside is that it requires a pillar.

Fang Zhou started circling around a pillar, and the giant phagocyte, acting on instinct, followed suit, but due to its enormous body, it got stuck in the half-collapsed wall.

Now behind the giant phagocyte, ...

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