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... oned a Primordial Black Beast from the late stage of the Quadruple Origin Ancestor, and he was also one of his right-hand men.

"Chief!"

The original ancestor of the hundred leaves came, and said respectfully.

"Something happened to the Land of Dust, resources were robbed, and a Dust Removal Gold Bead was lost, I suspect that some Primordial Black Beast has betrayed us, you go check it out!" ordered the Nine Dust Ancestor.

"Yes, Chief!"

The original ancesto ...

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