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... g the withered appearance of the Faceless Man, Chen Mo felt that he probably hadn’t lied, and squeezed his little liver forcefully with his palm.
"Talk, how did you find me?"
The Faceless Man shivered, his face turning bitter.
He was only fifth-grade, unable to separate his Divine Soul from his body. If his physical form was destroyed, he would truly cease to exist!
In theory, Ghost Cultivators are the bane of Martial Cultivators, especially since he was a whole r ...
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