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... and also deep plea.

It was this exact look in his eyes that caused even a stone hearted person like Jun Mo Xie to feel a tremor in his heart.

“This old man had lived for two entire lifetimes, a total of nearly 5,000 years so far.” Gu Han said with a bitter laugh. “In the last life, this old man’s cultivation has stopped at the very peak of the Saint Venerable realm, ultimately failing to pass through the Holy Infant that followed it. Left with death to face, I could only escape with ...

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