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Bloodlust Domain: 1250/2000 (integration phase second-level);

After some time, a new domain appeared on the attributes board. It was the Bloodlust Domain.

The name was ordinary but the domain was powerful.

It contained all the features of the three Bloodlust Domains.

A strange scene appeared in Wang Teng’s mind. Endless Malevolent Energy churned and turned into sword glows, blood bones, and blood hairs… Even the blood bones and blood hairs could turn into long ...

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