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Time lost all meaning—it could have been a thousand years or merely a fleeting moment.
Ling Feng was certain he was doomed. At that moment, he couldn't even lift a finger, let alone fight back.
Then, suddenly, the tentacles coiled around him loosened their grip. In their place, a faint black translucent barrier enveloped him, shielding him from the corrosive malevolent qi of the Nether-River Deadwater.
Beside him, Jiang Biyi lay unconscious, battered but seeming ...
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