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In a moment of desperation, Yan Kodan extended his hand to probe his breathing. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew into his palm, chilling him to the bone. Yan Keda hurriedly retracted his hand and cried out, "This is bad! Why is it so cold?" With the situation so critical, he no longer had the time to argue between right and wrong. He turned around and said to Wang Hongjian