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After about ten minutes, Fa Zheng came out with an alms bowl in his hand. There was a star beast core in his hand, and there was also a trace of blood.
The star beast's body and soul should have been transcended.
Everything was very calm as if nothing had happened.
However, that was to be expected.
Fa Zheng was a Xiantian fifth-grade great grandmaster. It was a piece of cake for him to ferry a small, extraordinary-level star beast whose strength was equivalent to Houtian ninth grade.
Following that, the two of them continued to wander around Jianghai city.
In the afternoon, they ferried another three star beasts that were mixed in the crowd and a vengeful spirit's soul.
In the evening, Fa Zheng's face was slightly pale, and his eyes were somewhat empty.
