Vote tally - Polluted Jianghu: 新年少鹏
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[X]- The moments are stretched out, in the wake of the thunder. Pengju is waiting in the sky, the radiance of the Buddha touching this web of dust. {Increase Wrathful Manifestation to Intensity 2}
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[x]- There is a dreadful heat that chokes the ground. The sun, fat and red, hangs on the horizon. In the distance, the beat of horse hooves. {Increase Chase the Red Sun to Intensity 2}
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[x]- Xingtian is howling defiance. You know it is not Xingtian, flensed of skin and a brass skull, but it dances nevertheless. Also it's on fire. {Increase Pain is a Teacher to Intensity 2}
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