The Master of Death sighed, as if he was lamenting something.

By this time, three talismans had already been removed.

"Then I'll come to the trail."

Han Ting shook his wrist, took out a talisman and a jade talisman pen, bit his finger and used blood as cinnabar ink, and drew on the talisman in one go.

Crash!

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