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The sharp pain finally allowed his left arm to regain some feeling, and Yun Jinxiu suddenly moved that hand away.

Beads of sweat rolled down his chin and dripped down his clothes. His sleeves were stained red with his blood. He looked like a blood mandala blooming in the air.

In the distance, footsteps came over. Yun Jinxiu moved his arm and stood up with difficulty