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... en scratched his head, like an idiot gaped at him, and grinned in embarrassment, "Elder, what's the cultivation base of a saint?"


Vacancy Jiang smiled nicely to Ye Chen without explaining.


Ye Chen contemplated secretively that cultivators at the empty darkness stage could lead a life as long as a millennium. Those living for five thousand years must rank three stages higher.


His heart pounded. It took a long time to develop a cultivator at the empty ...

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