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With Pang Xingde's furious roar, Jun Luoye seemed to be in a daze as he extended his right index finger, and a drop of golden blood essence squeezed out from his right hand.

"This drop of blood!"

When Pang Xingde saw the drop of golden blood in Jun Luoye's right hand, a sense of fear surfaced in his heart, as if his own soul was being suppressed