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"It's actually an ancient character left behind by a almighty being. It has already been imprinted with the pulse-force, but it's still far from being able to deal with me!"

Yin Zhicheng said in disdain, he used one hand to cut down in front of him, releasing a ray of light that was as sharp as a sword, fiercely chopping down.

"Boom!"

With a single word from a thousand years ago