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... lan, an ancient white figure appeared, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.
This figure leaned on a Dragon Head Cane, his footsteps did not move an inch, yet his figure floated into everyone’s view.
His face was gaunt, with pronounced bones, hair and beard all white, sunken eye sockets, his eyes as black as ink, only a hint of white light in his pupils that captivated the soul.
"Is everyone here?"
The old man asked.
"I don’t know if everyone is here, ...
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