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Time had slipped by unnoticed when Han Yi finally ceased his actions.

"It's done!"

At that very moment, Feng Yuelan rose to his feet as well.

"This should work."

Taking the Ghost King Flower from Han Yi, Feng Yuelan swallowed it once more. This time, the ordeal seemed far less severe than before, likely due to the dwindling toxins in his system.

Seeing Feng Yuelan's face free from agony