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At this moment, the worries of those people were no longer on Chu Wenxi, so they did not notice the patterns on Chu Wenxi's blood-red clothes.

Meanwhile, Chu Wenxi was getting weaker and weaker. He almost couldn't hold on. He couldn't help but use his hands to support the pillar and let his body slowly lean against it to support his body's strength.

Due to losing too much blood