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Yue Jianqing opened the door. Tiandao said: "Get out!"

Boundless dark clouds crazily poured into the young man's body! Ancient mythical songs from the darkness floated sadly into the young man's mind. The ethereal and thick black ink stains danced around him like ghosts. There were countless whispers mixed with loud cheers, and it seemed like countless strange creatures were seen worshiping him in the sky. They sing in their furs, they dance to the beat of drums, they kneel and shout! The Northern Zhenwu Xuantian God! The Northern Zhenwu Xuantian God! ! The Northern Zhenwu Xuantian God! ! !