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It was like grasping a handful of rice to check on the year's harvest, and after inspecting it, letting the rice slip through the palm—twelve people from the Heaven Group fell from the Divine Body's palm like grains of rice.
Six died instantly, plummeting from over two thousand meters high, and another three were killed upon impact.
Of the twelve, only three remained alive.
With Li Changzhou's current control over the Divine Body, it would be difficult not to kill. It's like trying to leave exactly twelve drops of water in a glass after drinking—without training, it's impossible, it all comes down to luck.
The Divine Body slowly shrank, and Li Changzhou hurriedly took a deep breath.
Radiant light pulsated as if guided by his breath, all the lights of Song City flowing toward him like a raging tide, surging into his body.