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... vive an attack from the demonic beast. Demonic beasts are inherently different compared to wild beasts.

A demonic beast can easily overpower any mortal or wild beast. With qi strengthening their body, they will be able to exert more force and power in their attacks which could not be fended off by ordinary people.

Unless one was a cultivator, facing off against a demonic beast was a sure-death situation. While the mortal down there was currently in a strange state, he would never be ...

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