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Chapter 1817: Human Purgatory
he capital city. Over a thousand men are marching straight towards General-in-Chief!"At these words, everyone’s eyes widened.Even the Yangtze River seems to have goosebumps.He seemed to see the puppet...culpted like jade imbued with Buddhist serenity, emitting a faint glow.What should have been a serene and peaceful Buddha's light, now emanated a chilling aura of killing intent everywhere.As fierce a...