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... tation. His Blood Qi covered the very heavens. Even from a great distance, people could feel his terrifying bloodline pressure.

Whistling winds unfurled, slicing through the air like blades. The ground beneath his feet began to disintegrate, and countless boulders were sent rolling.

Even those familiar with Jiang Baihe were stunned by this scene. They hadn’t expected that Jiang Baihe had been holding back his true power. It was only revealed now.

Just this bloodline pressure ...

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