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When Yin Lengfeng used the secret voodoo technique, all of the people present were curious. They focused on him expectantly without even blinking an eye, lest they miss more mysterious and exciting details.
Suddenly, they saw Yin Lengfeng continuously moving backwards as his facial expression changed greatly. The blood coming from his nose paired with the blood spilling from the corners of his eyes made him look quite hellish.
At the same time, they also heard the creaking of the broken Voodoo doll.
Zuo Hanfeng had not actually sustained any mental damage. He was just so shaken up that he could not maintain spiritual travel. The opponent drove him out by taking this opportunity, and destroyed the puppet with a countercharge. With as blank of an expression as before, he unconsciously looked at Yin Lengfeng only to see the same look of shock and astonishment. The highly mysterious, indescribable feeling that he'd just had seemed to linger in his mind.