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... who had made his friend, the Green Emperor, able to go to the ancient times. He didn't have to say anything more.

Moreover, how many True Immortals didn't know about the Green Emperor and the things that the Green Supreme had agreed to?

Although "Emperor Bright Mirror" had never attended the cultivation discussion banquets between the True Immortals, it didn't mean that those True Immortals would ignore him, a Primordial Chaos True Immortal who had lived for countless years.

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