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The atmosphere between heaven and earth became somewhat stifling.

Patriarch Blood Demon stared at Xuan Jiang. Xuan Xuan Xin stared back indifferently, without a shred of fear.

Long Chen groaned as he stood up. He grabbed a handful of chaos saliva and rubbed it on his wound. There were many small, blood-red tadpoles rampaging through his muscles and veins. The pain made Long Chen gasp