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... on't know pain, do you?"
The Source Ancestor cast a cold glance at him, then turned to the Divine King. Seeing the latter's condition was no better than his own, he felt slightly relieved. His gaze then shifted to the door before them.
The patterns on the door, which had twisted earlier, had now reverted to their original forms.
The Source Ancestor's eyes flickered. As the oldest Saint, it was no exaggeration to call him the most learned.
This appeared to be the handiwork ...
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