Chen Qingshan tried his best to steady his mind, yet an uncontrollable panic still lingered in his heart.
The pressure the Smiling Shura exerted on Chen Qingshan was not the oppressive might generated by divine sense, but rather a palpable, overwhelming wave of fiendish qi.
Chen Qingshan felt as though the dormant desire for slaughter within his heart was being dragged to the surface.
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