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Two mouthfuls of fresh blood significantly enhanced the sharpness of the soft sword; the blade itself emanated chilling waves of murderous aura. Ye Fan, who was closest to the sword, instinctively shivered. What the hell was this thing? It could actually absorb human blood and radiate such powerful killing intent.
"Hehe, with this divine weapon in my hand, I've already slain more than ten Martial Artists at the Yellow Level. You are next," Advisor Wang said with a sinister laugh. His face, already showing signs of aging, was now lined with wrinkles. At a glance, he resembled a witch from the Middle Ages, especially with his eyes glowing a menacing red.
