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Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

    

tunned silence. This pause made both the audience and commentators' hearts skip a beat. 。In the next instant, a golden glow suddenly flared from behind the ice flower. Immediately after, the halted g..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonlead to a constant absorption > 。And that will inevitably lead to the seal being broken faster, and your body unable to withstand the seal, you will surely die. 。Even I can't save you. 。So, with no o...