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"Three Wind Fog!"

Xue Lingyun let out a shout. Between his palms, there was a dense cloud of mist, as if it was an illusion.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

Three sounds that sounded like the sound of breathing rang out. The fog increased in size and spread out for several tens of feet, containing a terrifying power. It pressed down towards Shi Jin as if it was a mountain pressing down on him