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... aint of the Continent?

He quickly grabbed the tattered painting and unfurled it.

He was too curious about what that Ancient Saint looked like.

But at first glance, Jiang Fan was greatly disappointed.

The face section of the painting was inexplicably blurry, as if it had been soaked in water after being painted.

He could only barely discern where the features were, but couldn’t see them clearly at all.

Even the outline of the cheeks was unclear.

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