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The young man sighed, carefully sensing within him. He found the Taihuang Jing was like a sleeping azure dragon in a deep abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all his cultivation had vanished completely, leaving only a trace of protective qi from the Taihuang Jing.,In his past life, although he possessed formidable combat power and overwhelming magical prowess, revered as a celestial venerator, his ultimate cultivation level was insufficient. He ultimately fell victim to calamity, meeting his demise amidst the ten perilous formations, self-destructing within them.,And upon seeing this painting, Luo Chen knew at a glance that it was a counterfeit. This old man was actually being careful and affectionate towards it, as if he had obtained an authentic masterpiece.。