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Chapter 92

The High Priest was clearly faster by a significant margin. By the time Qin Han’s toes barely touched the sandy shore, the High Priest was already less than ten meters away from him. With a swift motion, the High Priest unleashed a palm strike infused with lightning, aiming to crush Qin Han.

At the critical moment— "Nightmare!"

Whoosh!

A horse, as if born from the Demon Realm, materialized out of thin air.

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