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... ned.
The price Fang Yue paid was lower than he imagined.
"Who is calling me?"
A desolate voice came from the altar.
"I am calling you, noble will of the underworld!"
Fang Yue maintained his modest attitude.
The will of heaven in the underworld gradually condensed and turned into an old man.
The old man was gray-haired, and he didn't have the imposing manner of the will of the underworld that Zuo Qiumei imagined.
Could it be that Fang Yue su ...
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