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Who knew that Zhang Fatty, who had been unconscious on his side the whole time, suddenly sat up. He reached out and grabbed my small satchel that was hanging from my shoulder.,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.。