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... took a deep breath.

He was thinking about how to obtain it, the position of the outer sect’s Great Elder.

After all, judging from the current situation, if he continued to remain silent…

There was a high chance that he would not be able to obtain the position of the outer sect’s Great Elder.

At this moment, two more voices sounded.

“First Ancestor, Old Demon Black and White, we agree with you.”

“That’s right, First Ancestor. After all, this little ...

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