C653 Criticism

Feng Yimo took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, and trembled his hands as he slowly devoured the Divine Sense Imprint on the Storage Bag.

Time flew by quickly. When the sky was already dark and it was about to turn dark, a Divine Sense Imprint on a Storage Bag was still not devoured completely. It could be said that it was crawling even slower than a snail.

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