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Chapter 495: Iron Knuckles

    

e she wore was riddled with holes and could only offer a meager defense. Her breath was weak to the extreme, and her spiritual energy was nearly depleted.The multicolored glass hovered above her head,... achieve the transformation of gods and dominate the Central Plains, leading to inevitable decline in the days to come.The path of immortality is arduous, but there is at least a glimmer of hope for c...