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... Thousand-Year Ancient Bowl. In that instant, five elderly men stared intently at the bowl.
Ye Wudao’s expression was indifferent.
He was indeed Ye Lingtian’s son, and there was no faking that!
However, the Thousand-Year Ancient Bowl showed no reaction whatsoever.
One minute!
Two minutes!
Five minutes!
Still no sign!
"Eh, what’s going on? Why isn’t there any movement from the Thousand-Year Ancient Bowl?"
"Normally, the blood ...
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