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Chapter 93

Chapter 93

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For a moment, Dapeng stood frozen in place, utterly stunned. He had never expected this Daoist—no, he never expected his master—to possess such an extraordinary pedigree. Not only was he a direct disciple of the Xuanmen orthodox lineage, but he was also a Two-Corpse Quasi-Sage, standing realms above him. Having such a master seemed quite promising after all, and certainly far better than being brainwashed by those people from the Western Realm. "Hahaha, since the matter is settled, as your master, I shall return," Tongtian said. With the sound of his voice, a flash of cyan light swept past, and he vanished from the spot. Zhang Qing bowed respectfully to see his master off. At this, Dapeng grew remarkably docile. Tilting his head, he asked, "Was that Daoist just now my master? The Supreme Liquid-Jewel Heavenly Venerable of the Upper Qing, one of the Three Pure Ones?"

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