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The fog was still rolling and the city was quiet.

The Level Eight who begged for help was already dead, his body lying on the ground. Wu Ying did not take it away, nor did any human step forward.

His words echoed in the minds of everyone present.

Spirit Shadow Fruit.

Breakthrough.

Kill Wu Ying.

When these words were combined together, it became a fatal temptation