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Not knowing how long it had been, Chen Mo awoke from his slumber, his consciousness gradually becoming clearer.
"Hiss..."
He struggled to sit up, leaning against the headboard, and rubbed his still somewhat swollen temples.
In the Mountain of Blades and Tomb of Swords, after enduring the evil qi impact, he was already quite exhausted, and then that "Stop War" move completely drained his True Yuan and Soul Power...
Looking around, he found himself lying on a large bed carved from rosewood, surrounded by silk curtains, and the air was filled with a faint calming fragrance.
"Is this... Yangxin Palace?"
"It must have been Tributor Zhong who brought me here..."
Chen Mo looked down at himself, his clothes had been removed, leaving only thin white underwear.
He reached out and pulled open the neckline; the tiger totem on his chest had disappeared, as if nothing had happened.
However, the system panel's prompt told him that all of this was not an illusion.
