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"Crack!"
Pang Jian crushed another Ghost Clan warrior's skull, absorbing a wisp of "Soul Fire."
"Swoosh!"
Wielding the Astonishing Spear, he suddenly flew towards the distance when the Ghost Clan leader, with a cold gaze, was about to command the Ghost Ape to give chase.
The frenzied Ghost Clan leader, with a slight figure, perched on the broad shoulders of a fifth-level Ghost Ape, screamed in the Ghost Clan's language.
He was clearly cursing loudly.
But Pang Jian was gradually moving away.
"Ninety strands!"
Pang Jian felt elated.
In this short period of time, he had refined over a dozen new divine senses from the wisps of "Soul Fire" that sprang from the skulls of fifth-level Ghost Clan warriors upon their death.
He was thus convinced that only upon the death of a fifth-level Ghost Clan warrior would a wisp of "Soul Fire" emerge.
