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... only for a moment.
And that was enough.
Inside Qiu Shiyin’s grasp, the Nascent Soul of Ji Chuan—that tiny figure—suddenly lit up with bright eyes while Qiu Shiyin was momentarily distracted.
Countless sword Qi, as sharp as knives, instantly sprayed out from Ji Chuan’s Nascent Soul.
These bursts of Sword Qi instantly pierced through the hard scale armor covering Qiu Shiyin’s clawed hands.
Qiu Shiyin let out a cry of pain.
Simultaneously, an even la ...
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