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... the space-attributed Mechanical Turtle into the void, Thunder Dragon Ancestor's first instinct was to chase after it, but he also worried the enemy might circle back and harm Lin Jing, so he was frozen in place, unable to decide.

"Senior, where’s your external incarnation?" Lin Jing asked.

"It died long ago!" Thunder Dragon Ancestor replied, understanding that Lin Jing had wanted his clone to give chase.

But having such a convenient tool like an incarnation, any cultivat ...

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