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"I'll take this Wind Demon, a creature from countless eons ago, truly a rare sight!" Yang Ji said with a slight smile. He then conjured a large hand, and the World Force surged out, restraining the swiftly escaping current of wind, and he pulled it back in a single motion.
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"Ah, the wind paths are so many, how could this youngster find my exact location? It's over, it's over, I'm not afraid of various attacks, but I dread being restrained. Now I'm in trouble," the Wind Demon exclaimed in alarm as it was grasped.
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"Senior Brother, did you catch the Wind Demon?" Shang Guanwu flew over and stared unceasingly at Yang Ji's palm, while the others also cast curious glances, wanting to see the form of the Wind Demon.
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"The Wind Demon is, in essence, wind. You can't see it but you can feel it. Place your fingers in the palm of my hand and feel it for yourselves," Yang Ji said with a smile.
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