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Chapter 125

Chapter 125

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Having suffered a blow from Long Kun, Lěng Yè was mortally wounded and on the verge of death. Lacking even the strength to stand, he could only lean against a pile of swimming rings and gasp for breath with extreme difficulty. The act of triggering the Purple Cloud Bead to release its final bolt of lightning had exhausted every ounce of his strength. Right now, even an entirely untrained person could easily subdue him. Holding the injured Long Kun in his arms with a face full of agony, Long Aotian kept asking, "Son, how do you feel? Don't scare your father." After coughing violently for a moment, Long Kun replied weakly, "That bolt of lightning was immensely powerful. I am heavily injured, but it's not enough to cost me my life."

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