The Bronze Ancient Lamp was battered and broken, its flame flickering as faint as a bean.
Chen Qiye followed closely behind the maidservant all the way here, watching helplessly as, in the span of about five minutes, the light of the Bronze Ancient Lamp was compressed from a radius of ten paces down to within four.
While keeping the surrounding mist at bay, the Bronze Ancient Lamp seemed to be undergoing intense depletion.
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