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Yunque Zi’s expression was dark as he sneered at Wang Lin and asked, “How did you see through me?”

Looking at Yunque Zi, Wang Lin said, with a heavy tone, “That isn’t the Cultivation Planet Crystal! Also, you have the ability to teleport, so even if you were injured, it wouldn’t be as serious as you said it was.”

Yunque Zi laughed. There was a hint of appreciation in his eyes as he said, “You are worthy of being one of the four people I chose. That is correct; that isn’t the Cultivation Planet Crystal. That is only a shadow. As long as one touches it, they can take their soul piece back.”

Wang Lin’s eyes were calm. He didn’t speak but just stared at Yunque Zi. His grip on the one-billion-soul soul flag slowly tightened.