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Chapter 2,209: The Eye of the Formation

    

't help but shout out!I won't lose, I can't possibly lose....Jiang Zhengzhong got up, wiped the blood from his mouth, and suddenly pulled out a bright green pill from his pocket, swallowing it in one...nverged into the sculpture on the throne!Even Chen Ping's Nascent Soul was dispersing spiritual energy outward, constantly converging on the sculpture!Chen Ping frowned slightly, his face filled with...