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Morosa and Moyu Qingyan, this master and disciple pair in practice, were enjoying a meal together.

“Qingyan,” Morosa said, gnawing on a large piece of meat with relish, “Your master is now a Chaos Realm Transcendent, and the resources he casually bestows upon you are things even Eternal True Gods struggle to obtain. You, a mere Void True God, must seize this opportunity and not waste your master’s efforts.”

“I understand,” Moyu Qingyan replied, knowing full well that as a d ...

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