Ye Chen stood amidst the darkness, his dark robe billowing around him.
The black mist, capable of eroding the Great Dao of Immortal Kings, would extinguish itself when it came within a thousand feet of Ye Chen, as if it dared not approach.
His indifferent eyes were quietly fixed on Long Wu.
Under Ye Chen's gaze, Long Wu felt particularly uneasy.
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