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Right now, Xiao Chen was the Martial God Palace’s greatest enemy.


Between Xiao Chen and the Dragon God Crown Prince Qin Ming, only one could become the Dragon Emperor.


If Bai Jue killed Xiao Chen, Qin Ming would succeed to Xiao Chen’s Luck, and the chances of the Martial God Palace starting the new epoch would increase significantly.


Coming to the Golden Crow Empire to take Little Yellow Feather was for the sake of increasing Qin Ming’s Luck and strength, ...

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