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Chapter 1725: Wu Yong's Struggle

    

hort and stout man barely raised his head. His face was covered in blood and the remnants of a burst eyeball from the arrow that had blinded him in one eye. He looked terrifying, like a ghastly appari...g louder.A muffled thunder rolled across the sky, and the dull roar of the explosion echoed through the heavens. That unexpected clap of thunder sent shivers down my spine, showcasing the power of nat...