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After completing these things, Yan Xiaobao staggered to the side. Although he had just experienced a breakthrough at the cultivation base, the series of deadly moves he had just unleashed had almost drained him completely. As he once again plunged into the jungle, blood continuously seeped from his mouth.
He knew that his last opponent was the strongest among them, and he could already sense that he was at Level 9 of Qi Condensation.
"Level 9 Qi Condensation..." he thought painfully. The intense desire to live made his blood surge to his heart. He knew this time, either he would die, or his opponent would die.
There was no third option.
As he retreated, Chen Heng let out an angry howl. Surrounded by blood mist, the magical apparatus trembled, then began to shatter. Moments later, they exploded, and Chen Heng shot out from the blood mist. Looking around at the four dead comrades, he roared in fury and then fired at Yan Xiaobao.
