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At this moment, his gaze landed on the spiritual altar that surrounded Nanmen Feng.

Now that the Black Tortoise Shield was broken, he still had a spiritual altar.

With the Dragon Scale and the spiritual altar, Feng Xing wouldn't be able to hurt him.

"Now, is it time for me to attack?"

Attack!

Feng Xing turned pale with fright, immediately putting his palms together