Lord of Deception

Back then, Yu Ziqing abducted a bunch of magic plant seedlings. In fact, now, these magic plants can only be regarded as just advancing from the kindergarten stage to the elementary school stage.

The magic plant itself grows very slowly, but the advantage is that it has a long lifespan.

If the magic plants in Jinlan Mountain can grow normally, they will be able to send away the current generation of people in Jinlan Mountain.

As a magic plant, as long as it can survive the growth period when it is most likely to die prematurely and live for thousands of years, it is not a big problem.

At that time, Yu Ziqing had the intention to make the bloodthirsty demon flower change his ways, but unfortunately, if he refused to trick him, he would not be tolerated at all. Not killing him was already a loss of face.

Later, I probably understood that this bloodthirsty demon flower was probably the younger brother of the immortal Mandala.

Don't worry about anything else, at least this integrity is really good.

Without wasting any words or encountering any obstacles, Yu Ziqing followed the blood river down the river.

The river of blood, which seems to be flowing quietly, has not dried up yet, has no source, and seems to have no end. Only when you go deep into it can you feel the strange place.

As you go down the river, everything around you begins to become illusory, and in the end everything disappears, leaving only a river of blood.

I don’t know how long it took, but another illusory scene emerged, slowly forming a new space.

The moment he completely transformed from virtual reality to reality, the first thing Yu Ziqing smelled was the smell of strong fire, sulfur, and various poisonous gases.

There is a saying that it is much more disgusting than the pure foul gas that has been condensed and toxins added. At least the foul gas actually has no smell.

After letting out a gentle breath to spit out all the toxins he had inhaled, Yu Ziqing looked around after landing on the shore.

Desolation.

It is like a volcano group that has just experienced a large-scale volcanic eruption. In the distance, you can see magma gathering into rivers and flowing slowly.

Occasionally, you can see some strange insects, but other than that, there is nothing moving.

More importantly, the concentration of spiritual energy here is so low that almost all the spiritual energy is contaminated by fire and toxins.

For monks, this is a real desert.

There is really a difference between an abyss and an abyss.

From the abyss rift valley of Dali, the abyss we entered was at least very vibrant, with a large number of various monsters. If it weren't for the fact that the magic plants were not very easy to survive, I'm afraid the number of magic plants would not be small.

This level is a bit like the abyss in the legend, and the environment is extremely harsh.

As we walked along, we could still vaguely feel the lingering ominous atmosphere.

If the wig white water egg hadn't come down and personally solved the crisis here, Yu Ziqing probably wouldn't be able to walk through it easily now.

Number 1 back then became crazy. In the final analysis, it was because he came here once with the wig white water egg.

This place, a sea of ​​thousands of miles of magma, was originally the place where the Bronze Tribe who had been cursed by their bloodline were refining to death.

The blood curse permeates this area, and anyone who walks past it will be cursed by the blood curse.

Yu Ziqing heard Xin No. 5 talking about this place, but he had never been there.

He originally wanted to ask where the cursed treasure transformed from the bloodline curse that was taken away was.

But the new No. 5 was not suitable for taking the initiative to ask questions, so the matter was put off.

Flying over at a low altitude, bubbles appeared from time to time in the magma sea, releasing more poisonous gas.

After crossing the first theoretical obstacle, in fact, we encountered no danger. As we continued to move forward, the magma sea gradually disappeared, but the fire became more intense.

Looking up into the distance, you can vaguely see billowing black smoke, and occasionally you can hear some thunderous sounds. Not long after, you can also see a burned red boulder, dragging a long tail of black smoke, falling from the sky.

Huge mountains were burning with flames, and in many places, they looked like red-hot irons.

When Yu Ziqing got closer, he saw a monster with flames burning on its head, walking in the flames, its whole body red, and resembling an ape, sticking its head out from the top of a mountain.

Yu Ziqing was slightly startled. They looked very similar to the red ape in his body, but they were not the same thing in essence.

Red Ape is based on anger. When the anger burns, it becomes as quiet as an old monk in meditation.

The red ape here was very violent. As soon as Yu Ziqing took a look, he saw a burning boulder in the distance hit the red ape, sending it flying backwards.

In the distance, there is another red ape, jumping on the top of the mountains, chasing after it quickly, and the two red apes are fighting each other.

Yu Ziqing silently mobilized his power and included himself in the flames, giving up the idea of ​​pretending to be a red ape too.

He was used to pretending to be of the same race to avoid trouble.

But I forgot that for some monsters, people of the same race are the most ruthless.

Anyway, let’s pretend it doesn’t exist for now.

As we continue to move forward, there are more and more various remaining traces, some of which are obviously traces left by the strong men of the human race.

There are also more and more red apes encountered, but the red apes here get along very well and do not attack each other.

At this time, the little red ape in Yu Ziqing's body sent him some information.

These red apes are communicating and have intelligence. The two big guys they just met are vying for the position of the new leader.

The previous leader was killed by a guy passing by before.

"Can you find a red monkey to help lead the way?"

"You can try it."

Yu Ziqing mobilized the aura of the red ape and disguised himself as a monster. On the edge of the territory, he found a red ape about 10 feet tall. He was probably still a minor.

It's just that Yu Ziqing doesn't quite understand. Shouldn't all underage cubs be placed in the core area?

These guys, the strong ones are at the core, and the weak ones are on the periphery.

Yu Ziqing looked around and saw that there was no one around, and walked slowly over.

The red ape turned his head and glanced, his eyes a little dull. He couldn't tell the difference in aura, but he just felt that this hairless fellow tribesman looked strange.

Yu Ziqing took out a red crystal and threw it to the other party. It contained strong fire energy.

"Ask him to help lead the way. When we get there, give him another piece."

The little red ape sent out the message. The red ape held the crystal and shrank his neck in fear. It recognized them as those scary guys that passed by before.

I wanted to call someone, but I thought that the last leader had been beaten to death, and it seemed that no one dared to call someone.

Little Akagi passed the message over again. Akagi hesitated, opened his mouth, swallowed the crystal, and led the way obediently.

Yu Ziqing had peeked at the map back then, but unfortunately, it was only a general direction.

After entering here, the deeper you go, the more you understand that in this ghost place, you can only rest assured that you will probably get lost.

Chaos, desolation, and space are all a bit chaotic. In the territory of Red Ape, the flames are burning, distorting the sight. If the sight exceeds a certain range, there will be deviations.

Yu Ziqing used inducements and threats, and brought a red ape to lead the way. They walked among the mountains. The journey was indeed different from what Yu Ziqing had imagined.

It seems like it's all going through twists and turns, but excluding the twisted parts is indeed the shortest route.

Yu Ziqing followed behind, silently summarizing the rules and seeing if he could think of a way to correct the distortion himself.

If he could sum it up, he would be able to pass through this red ape territory smoothly, and maybe even start a subject because of it.

Now that the data has been collected, it might as well be for Lao Yang to create a secret technique or to upgrade the mountain-protecting formation.

After a few days, there were fewer and fewer mountains burning with flames, and Akagi who led the way was unwilling to go any further.

Yu Ziqing didn't know what he was saying, and he was trembling a little while talking.

The little red ape in Yu Ziqing's body translated it.

Akamon said that it was too cold and he would freeze to death if he went any further. Many people in his clan froze to death outside.

Yu Ziqing looked at the surrounding environment and could still see the lava river, but there were only scattered flames left.

But the temperature here is still very high. At least if you throw the eggs on the ground casually, they will be cooked in a while.

Yu Ziqing was a little stunned. Looking carefully, the flames burning on Chi Yuan's body had indeed weakened a lot, and it really seemed like he was shivering from the cold.

This red ape is too lazy. It has such high environmental requirements. No wonder it has been trapped here.

Yu Ziqing also wanted to persuade him to give him more benefits, but the red ape was so determined that he would rather be beaten to death than freeze to death.

Yu Ziqing had no choice but to take out two crystals and throw them to the other party.

"Don't go back too far. When I come back, I still need you to show me the way. I'll give you a few more pills then."

Akazaru took the crystal, ran back into the flames quickly, and jumped into the magma to recover.

Yu Ziqing scratched his head when he saw it, it couldn't be that big of a deal.

But if you look closely, Akagi seems to be really uncomfortable with the cold.

Come on, these red apes are completely unadapted to other environments. For this kind of monster, if you let it go to the human world, it will probably think that you are harming it.

Invading the human world is simply impossible.

It makes sense if you think about it carefully. In the northern part of the earthquake, the temperature only dropped by about 20 degrees. Now it has become a desert cut off from life, and everyone is forced to migrate.

In comparison, when the red ape came out of its territory, it was equivalent to walking to a place where the temperature was thousands of degrees lower than the most suitable for survival. It was indeed not easy to avoid freezing to death.

Yu Ziqing recalled that the monsters he encountered in the first abyss did not seem so extreme.

I don’t know how deep this abyss is, and the difference in alienation can be so great.

On the surface, it looks like an ordinary demon, but in essence, it is obviously not.

Yu Ziqing asked about the five little ones in his body. They didn't know either. They were just little red apes like the old monk and could communicate with these red apes.

Yu Ziqing silently remembered these and moved on.

Completely out of the scope of the Flame Mountain, the flames disappeared, the magma also disappeared, and the earth turned black, like obsidian formed by the solidification of magma.

The temperature also began to drop rapidly to a temperature suitable for human survival, leaving the boundless wilderness.

All he could see was the hard, dry, charred earth. With Yu Ziqing's eyesight, he couldn't see anything different on the horizon.

Yu Ziqing looked back and saw that the flaming mountains behind him had disappeared.

It wasn't long after he left that something like this happened, which was obviously not normal.

As he walked, the wind slowly stopped, and the sound of his footsteps began to become more and more obvious.

The sound of heartbeat, which in the past would have been ignored, slowly became obvious, like beating a drum.

The sound of blood rushing like a mighty river was deafening.

Yu Ziqing stood still, just turning his head and looking around. Everything around him became exactly the same, and no difference could be seen.

Yu Ziqing stamped his feet. Neither Zi Zaitian nor Lou Huai appeared. He couldn't even sense the existence of these two guys.

Only the five little ones in the body can still be clearly sensed, because they are part of Yu Ziqing's practice.

I can't feel any magic in this place, I can't feel any power that I shouldn't have.

But Yu Ziqing was very sure that this ghost place was not normal. He had already been tricked when he set foot here.

Continuing to move forward probably won't do anything.

Without any reference or signpost to guide him, the result of his random wandering would be that he would definitely get lost.

Yu Ziqing stood there, feeling like the world was far away, and he was crying with sadness.

Never before had he been able to feel only himself so clearly, passively eliminating all interference.

The power in his body, everything, became so clear that it could be clearly displayed in his mind without deliberately sensing it.

When you deliberately sense it, everything becomes clearer.

Yu Ziqing closed his eyes and felt calm. He knew that from this moment on, he had already entered the scope of influence of the Immortal Mandala.

It can have such an influence, but there is no obvious power to influence it. It feels even more empty than void, and it is even more nihilistic.

This must not be formed naturally by heaven and earth, but caused by the influence of the power of the fairy grass.

He did not rush to take out the old pile, but took advantage of this opportunity to look back at himself without pretending to be external.

Re-examine your own practice and everything about yourself.

Never before has it been so clear.

There is nothing wrong with the practice of the Hungry Ghost Path, the main path. As long as he doesn't mess around on his own, he is absolutely correct in this path.

He could clearly feel and see that the main road was thick, large and extremely straight, but unfortunately there were too few branches and leaves.

Because except for the supernatural powers that naturally awaken, he doesn't dare to mess around at all, for fear of causing problems.

Now, with the help of the geographical advantage, the magic, the endless nothingness, and looking back at ourselves, we can clearly see some small problems.

He filled it carefully and counted again. Some branches slowly began to branch out from the forks of the main trunk, and new buds began to grow.

When looking again at physical training, we start from the foundation, remove the essentials, and eliminate the impurities in the qi, blood, and body that could not be seen in the past.

Looking back at all the acupoints, looking back at the sea of ​​​​blood, and constantly sorting it out, it's like repairing it all over again.

When it was no longer possible to continue refining, the energy and blood were reduced to 95% of the original, but the power was stronger and purer.

He practiced silently, and when the body refining returned to its original state, he could see with the clearest perspective the connection between the hungry ghosts and the body refining method.

It seems that there is little connection. The qi and blood are strong enough to warm and strengthen the Yin Shen. When the Yin Shen is strong, it can also feed the physical body and refine the qi and blood.

At this moment, Yu Ziqing clearly saw how the two were involved in each other and advanced at the same time.

Use the yang energy of the flesh and blood to refine the yin spirit until the yin pole and yang arise, and the yin spirit turns into the yang spirit and advances to the seventh level of the yang spirit state.

However, the Great Sun is able to eliminate unnecessary things and refine the unnecessary things in this process, and advance to the seventh level of body refining without stains.

This requires external pressure, the pressure of life and death. These pressures are not enough now, it just allows him to see clearly.

Yu Ziqing opened his eyes, still unable to sense Zi Zaitian and Lou Huai, but his mind was peaceful and his thoughts were still.

That kind of nothingness couldn't shake his heart.

When the feeling of emptiness became stronger and stronger, Yu Zi understood clearly that this was the only way to see the immortal mandala.

There is no way around it.

Loneliness and emptiness are not filling, but constantly disintegrating, making everything become nothing, and making him become nothing.

So, he took out the old pile of fairy grass.

An ordinary, old pile like a wooden stick, in this void, seems to have condensed all the sense of existence in an instant.

The feeling of blood connection emerged, and Yu Ziqing had a feeling that no matter how void, no matter how lonely, he still existed, and he was the only existence in the void.

At this moment, he looked back, and the flaming mountains behind him appeared again.

And he only walked a distance of no more than three or four miles in this wilderness.

Behind him, Zi Zaitian placed a big character, lying on the ground with empty eyes and muttering to himself.

"Demon King, you'd better kill me now, otherwise, I will pull you down and devour you sooner or later.

My lord, what kind of person you are, cannot be understood at all by someone like you who is being stepped on.

If you dare to kill me, my master will definitely let you die...

Hahaha, you really don’t dare to kill me.

How can you, a loser like you, assume the position of the Demon King?

The demon can only survive if it is in my hands.

Come on, kill me, kill me. "

On the other side, Lou Huai stood there with a ferocious look on his face.

“I’m walking the right path, that’s the right path!

What happened to the demon? Can’t humans and demons take the right path?

Who do you think you are? My elder brother said that I am on the right path, and that is the right path.

If you dare to say that I am not right, I will kill you.

Fuck you, I killed you using the right means. What does it have to do with my origin!

It's not like I can choose my origin. If you open your mouth about your origin or keep silent about your origin, you are worse than a devil.

Pooh! "

Yu Ziqing didn't know what Zi Zaitian and Lou Huai encountered, but judging from the situation, it should be different from what he encountered.

What he encountered was loneliness and nothingness, a nothingness where nothing existed. It was clear that nothing was pressing down on him, but the pressure was even greater.

Yu Ziqing stepped forward and waited quietly.

When Lou Huai started to go crazy, he held the old stake of fairy grass in his hand and touched Lou Huai's forehead.

Lou Huai's expression was startled, and when he saw Yu Ziqing, he burst into tears with a look of grievance.

"Brother, I am walking the right path, why do everyone insist on holding on to my origin as a demon?

Just because he was born a demon, he must die no matter what he does. "

"It's okay. I said you are on the right path, and you are the right path. Anyone who makes a case for this will be beaten to death."

It was rare for Yu Ziqing to see Lou Huai looking so fragile, so he patted him on the shoulder and said a few words of comfort.

After Lou Huai recovered, Yu Ziqing walked towards Zi Zaitian who seemed to be trapped.

This guy had an unruly look on his face, and his eyes were filled with contempt.

"I am a demon. I dare to expose myself to such torture. I am really out of step with the times.

Demon King, if you have the ability, go find a big hungry ghost. Go ahead. Do you dare?

Bah, garbage. "

Yu Ziqing and Lou Huai looked at Zi Zaitian's appearance with great interest.

This guy screamed worse than anyone else, but he was stubborn and refused to give in.

I had never noticed before that Zi Zaitian was so stubborn.

From what he heard, he was caught by the Demon King and was using various means to torture him.

That's right, Zi Zaitian was dealt with by him personally, and the Demon King's only painful methods were out of date long ago.

Yu Ziqing stretched out his old stick and tapped it on Zi Zaitian's forehead.

Zi Zaitian looked at the changes in the surrounding scene, and seemed to have not recovered yet, still scratching his neck.

"Hey, you're dead, you dare to look like my lord, how powerful my lord is.

There will definitely be a reaction immediately, little turtle bastard, kill me now if you can, otherwise I will see how you die.

What's the use of torturing me for ten thousand years? After ten thousand years, my family has long been different from what it was back then.

You turned into what my adults looked like when they were young and you still want to scare me? "

Yu Ziqing stretched out his hand and picked up Zi Zaitian. Seeing that he thought he had not returned to reality, he slapped the two big pussy bags.

"Are you awake?"

"Let me wake you up, sir. I've never experienced anything. These two big dicks want to scare me. Come on, keep going, work harder."

Yu Ziqing sighed, while Lou Huai watched the excitement and smiled from ear to ear.

"What about the devil, that's all? You can't even tell the difference between reality and fiction, hahaha..."

After receiving a few more slaps, Zi Zaitian hesitated and looked around, then at Yu Ziqing and Lou Huai.

He slowly recovered completely, and when he recalled what he was doing, he felt a little embarrassed and wanted to dig out an abyss with his feet.

As a demon, after being attacked, he couldn't even tell the difference between reality and illusion.

It's really a bit embarrassing.

"Sir, I just didn't react for a moment. I fell into an illusion. I was captured by the Demon King and tortured for ten thousand years. He used all his tricks. I just didn't react for a moment!"

"Let's keep walking." Yu Ziqing turned around and continued on his way without laughing.

Lou Huai had no such scruples and pointed at himself.

"I woke up before you."

Zi Zaitian curled his lips and turned into a wisp of black smoke, getting into Yu Ziqing's boots.

Not long after Yu Ziqing walked, he saw a man sitting cross-legged in the wilderness, who had turned into a mummy.

The power on his body has completely dissipated, but the power of the robe is still there and is still intact.

There was a gold book in front of him, with a few lines written on it.

"Those who come after us should remember that those who covet the fairy grass will not die easily.

If you can see this thing, there is still a chance to turn back.

Go back, that's not fairy grass, it's a place of death. "

Yu Ziqing didn't know who this person was, but he probably was one of the people who came in decades ago.

When his life is about to end, he covets the fairy grass in order to fight to the death.

It's a pity that death is indeed death, and in the end he didn't even see the face of Xiancao.

As you continue to move forward, you encounter more and more dead bones.

There are humans, demons, and demons. Judging from the age, they are all very old.

Within decades, very few.

And more than half of the relatively fresh corpses were ones that Yu Ziqing had never heard of.

They are all those hungry ghosts who only sense people but don't see who they are.

The number of demon clan is actually more than expected.

It's a pity. What's wrong is that I have to covet the fairy grass.

It’s crazy to think about devouring the fairy grass all the time.

I don’t know how these erroneous messages keep spreading and why so many people firmly believe in them.

Juice said that Immortal Mandala has a bad temper, which is true at all.

Just getting things on the only way has killed a large number of strong people.

Looking at the span of those bones, they are at least tens of thousands of years old.

Then why did Immortal Mandala leave here?

You can't go out fishing specifically, right?

Then it's not that you have a bad temper, but that you take the initiative to do bad things.

It seems that her own juice is better. In comparison, she is a well-read lady who concentrates on her studies and never causes trouble.

Yu Ziqing collected the corpses he encountered along the way, and could only put them away hastily and deal with them later.

Across this dead wasteland, a large river turned into a clear dividing line ahead.

On the other side of the river, there were blooming blood-colored flowers, which were alluring and strange. At first glance, it looked like there were countless pale hands with blue eyes, swaying gently and dancing with the wind.

After a blink of an eye, everything was back to normal.

"Immortal Mandala, I am the master of the immortal grass pile.

I have helped the story of time go out into the next life.

I came here this time to ask you for a little help. "

Yu Ziqing shouted, and his voice echoed into the distance.

The river was surging, and in the countless flower fields on the other side, a gust of evil wind blew, and large pieces of blood-colored petals fell, and were carried by the wind towards this side.

The petals surrounded each other and changed, turning into pale arms, one holding the other's arm, intertwining rapidly, turning into a long bridge composed of arms, spanning the river.

It seems very face-saving.

Yu Ziqing cupped his hands, held the old whisk pole in his hand, and stepped onto the long bridge formed by his arms.

In an instant, Zi Zaitian screamed and flew out of Yu Ziqing's left foot.

After landing, even the body shape was somewhat unable to condense, and black smoke continued to emit.

Lou Huai was startled and jumped out quickly. Fortunately, Yu Ziqing moved his left foot first this time, letting thunder flow from the sky.

"Brother, go ahead, we can just wait here."

Lou Huai retreated obediently, thinking that with their status, they were obviously not qualified to be welcomed by the fairy grass.

This is really not someone targeting them.

When Yu Ziqing stepped onto the long bridge made of arms, it felt like he was stepping on real arms. A strange and awkward feeling kept emerging.

However, he knows very well that this place cannot be passed by normal methods, and it is definitely impossible to fly there.

When he reached the middle, the long bridge formed by his arms suddenly collapsed and turned into petals.

Yu Ziqing's body fell straight into the river.

No magical powers or floating in the air can be achieved.

I could only watch helplessly as I fell into the river.

Falling into the river, there is no feeling of drowning. Instead, there is a sense of danger, pressing from all directions, as if to destroy everything.

Yu Ziqing's thoughts were spinning rapidly and he didn't know why.

It makes no sense for Immortal Mandala to trick him. No matter how bad his temper is, he wouldn't trick him to death in this way after revealing his identity.

what is the benefit?

The next moment, all kinds of deadly and dangerous auras were poured into his body instantly.

His flesh and blood were constantly disintegrating. No matter how he resisted, it was of no effect. There was always a force that could disintegrate his resistance.

An hour later, Yu Ziqing turned into a skeleton, still holding the old pile of fairy grass.

The aura of a hungry ghost emerged, filling himself up and transforming him into the appearance of a hungry ghost.

The purest power was consuming his body again.

At this moment, Yu Ziqing could clearly feel that the connection between the Hungry Ghost Path and Body Refining was constantly deepening.

If it weren't for the depletion of strength at this moment, he would have started to break through together.

He didn't say anything, but Immortal Mandala had already started to help?

It was just the method of helping and the speed that caught him off guard.

After a moment, Yu Ziqing's physical body shattered, and a drop of golden blood emerged.

Rebirth with a drop of blood, starting from scratch, quickly condensing a new physical body, a complete physical body.

After regaining consciousness, Yu Ziqing felt a little confused as he felt the surrounding environment.

But the next moment, there was a force that forcibly filled in the missing parts after he read the file in an unknown way.

When he understood all this, a force emerged around him, repelling him.

He was ejected out of the river and landed on a long bridge made of arms.

Yu Ziqing was a little speechless. He was really uncomfortable. Someone was a step ahead of him.

He took the elixir and continued to condense new golden blood.

He didn't know how the Immortal Mandala was controlled, but he would definitely not die anyway.

At first, he was hesitant to say Juice's threat, but now it seems that he doesn't need to say anything, just bring the old pile of fairy grass, that's enough.

As soon as a drop of golden blood condensed here, the arm-long bridge immediately collapsed, and he fell into the river again, continuing to bear the terrible pressure.

It was as if at that moment, there were countless strong men, all taking action together, determined to wipe him out.

His consciousness was hazy, and he couldn't even sense his own body. He could only sense the old pile of fairy grass connected by his blood.

The next moment, he seemed to have become a non-existent third perspective.

Looking down, I saw a long black river flowing past, with an endless breath of death flowing in it.

A large blood-colored flower with flowers but no leaves, shaped like amaryllis, bloomed in the black river.

Yu Ziqing didn't understand why the Immortal Mandala looked like Lycoris.

The next moment, the flower bloomed bigger and bigger.

When the flower was too big to see the whole thing, Yu Ziqing saw that one of the petals seemed to be carrying the lonely wilderness he had walked through before.

He landed in the gap at the bottom of the large petal on the edge.

When he opened his eyes again, he died again and was reborn with blood.

But there was no consumption of power, as if some power was replenishing and paying the price for him.

He was tortured to death, and when his physical body and Yinshen were annihilated together again, he was reborn again with a drop of golden blood.

Yu Ziqing felt that he had advanced.

God refining and body refining advance together.

Advanced in the most extreme way, completely bypassing the conflict between high-level god refining and body refining.

Because he advanced in death.

At the moment of rebirth, the intersection of the two fell on him.

If Yu Ziqing had a feeling in his heart, under the influence of the Immortal Mandala, even if his body and soul were destroyed, he would not really die.

Just on the edge of death, jumping repeatedly.

Under the shroud of the immortal mandala, he was not allowed to die even if he wanted to.

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