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"Damned fools! What are you doing?"
A middle-aged man clad in a cyan Taoist robe flew hurriedly from afar, with the gatekeeping cultivator who had supervised the country previously standing by his side.
The gatekeeping cultivator, seeing Ning Fan from afar, made faces at him.
Upon this sight, the Fuguang Sect disciples below all bowed respectfully with fearful faces.
"Greetings to the Elder!"
The group bowed deeply, cold sweat dripping from their fore ...
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