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Chapter 587: Poison Scourge
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... howled.
The fierce gales and torrential rain of his raging tempests churned violently beneath Pang Jian's Immortal Divine Soul.
These tempests unleashed a terrifying suction, akin to bottomless chasms that devour all beings.
Pang Jian's towering Immortal Divine Soul swayed unsteadily as the three tempests pulled at him.
His sword light flickered erratically, streaking past the horde of Fey Race as it twisted and writhed. It no longer traveled in a straight line an ...
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