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... dragon, with golden whiskers dancing as it emitted a heaven-shaking roar towards the sky.
Such a vision filled King Jing with inexplicable terror, and he couldn't help but speculate about the realm to which his father had cultivated.
Just as he was about to be overwhelmed, the Millennium Emperor, seated atop the grand hall, spoke, and the immense pressure melted away like ice and snow in an instant.
"Elder son, you're already four hundred and seventy-two years old this y ...
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