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Han Yan's mind moved, landing on the storage bag, and easily erased the Spiritual Sense Imprint that Zhao Wuji had left on him. Opening up the storage bag, there was a pitiful amount of things inside. Other than a few Pill s, there was only a piece of Celestial Paste and a palm-sized black iron. Needless to say, Han Yan also knew the uses of these two things. One was the proof of the Limen Clan