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He was already barely able to use Image Fist.

If he forcefully activated the Heavenly Phoenix Dancing, the consequences would be even worse.

Wang Teng's wound was like a dam that was opened, bleeding profusely.

His face was as pale as paper, and his breath was weak like a broken piece of paper.

The strength of a Soul Cultivator wasn't entirely determined by their soul power