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He cast a slight glance at Zhang Fatty, who was raving mad.,Her eyes were all white, but she squeezed them shut and cracked her mouth open, revealing a terrifying smile.,I set up a purification altar on the first floor of this underground building, cleansing the centuries-old resentment and blood qi that permeated it. However, Zheng Daochang's hidden barrier on the second floor seemed to remain unaffected. The entire structure still held a strange and secretive aura.。