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Yang Ji sat cross-legged without moving, with the body of a hundred ghosts running at night. Do the Sunday run again. In an instant, within a radius of a hundred miles, vitality was billowing, and infinite vitality energy roared in and swarmed in. In an instant, Yang Ji's figure was engulfed on the top of the mountain, completely disappearing....