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At that moment, Huang Xiaolong had stripped the Yin Tribe member of its ghostly skin, revealing its true form for all to see.
The demons and Ming Kuan, Meng Jingling, and the others all looked at each other in utter astonishment.
It had to be said that the Yin Tribe, indeed, was more revolting in appearance than ghosts!
The Yin Tribe member continued to beg for mercy incessantly.
Normally, the members of the Yin Tribe were extremely fast and could devour human shadows, usurping their bodies and souls. However, under the oppressive divine aura of Huang Xiaolong, the Yin Emperor, it was completely immobilized, like a snake grasped by its crucial seventh inch.
"Spare me... spare me, please..." the Yin Tribe member cried with tears streaming down.
