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Spirit Breaking Thunder Gloves – Part I.
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Inside a room that closely resembles a modern laboratory, a young man is seen diligently carrying out the distillation process. The aroma of ingredients, ranging from spirit herbs to fossils of various rare creatures being melted down, wafts out in unique yet puzzling smells and aromas.

Typically, in the process of distillation, a fragrant aroma is usually a positive sign, indicating that the herb or item being distilled by the alchemist is showing early signs of success.

However, the opposite is also true. If the aroma emanating from the combustion and mixing of these various ingredients spreads a foul scent, it is an early sign that the distillation will result in failure.

Suma Fen, the young man, further increased the Black Heavenly Flame that came out from the tip of his index finger, fueling the ever-increasing combustion to an extremely high temperature. Once again, the youth was grateful to possess one of the heavenly flames.

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