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The young man sighed, carefully sensing his inner being. He discovered that the Taihuang Jing within him was like a slumbering Azure Dragon in the abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all of his cultivation had vanished, leaving only a faint protective aura from the Taihuang Jing.,For the next twenty years, he lived like a dog, being laughed at and ridiculed, even begging for a living.,The phone connected, and a voice laced with impatience and coldness answered.。