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Hearing Fang Lin's words and seeing the sinister smile on his face, Wu Zhong, even as a Spirit Bone realm powerhouse, felt a sudden and inexplicable panic deep down.
"Lord Wu," Fang Lin continued, "there was something added to the wine you just drank. Rest assured, it's not lethal. It will only cause your body to wither, your blood and qi to deteriorate, and within half a month, you will turn into an old man on the brink of death."
As soon as these words were uttered, Wu Zhong's expression changed drastically, and after carefully sensing his body's condition, he indeed felt something was amiss.
Wu Zhong found that his blood and qi seemed to be gradually drying up. Although not very obvious, as a Spirit Bone powerhouse, he still had that level of sensitivity.
It was the feeling of his life force slipping away!
"This is not good!" Wu Zhong's heart was shrouded in darkness as he tried to expel the poison from his body, but he discovered something even more terrifying.
