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Gao Buping sighed heavily, his eyes filled with deep helplessness. A blood-red halo flashed behind his head, as if it was made from fresh blood, and in the middle of the blood light, a faint shadow could be seen. There were even more than a dozen blood colored chains interweaved, and waves after waves of blood colored light enveloped the area, as if this figure was about to be dragged into hell