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He had simply taken a single step forward,
and yet he had crossed more than ten steps in distance.
At the same time,
the three sticks of incense on Xing Fengzi's head were almost burnt out, and the divine light in his eyes had dimmed considerably. After the Second Crown Prince, in divine possession, had fiercely repelled the Rat Immortal with one blow, he left with resentful words, "This little Taoist is too weak!"
The next second,
the divine light in Xing Fengzi's eyes collapsed completely, and the incense wugou in his hands dissipated; his entire body staggered abruptly, nearly falling to the ground.
Fortunately, he quickly regained his senses and steadied himself, then a trace of bitterness crossed his handsome face.
It was his first attempt at divine possession, and who could have imagined that on his first attempt, he would be criticized by a true god.
Xing Fengzi looked at the Rat Immortal who was smirking in front of him.
His mood was extremely heavy.
