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"I sense the aura of the Immortal Refining Tribe from you. Are you the descendant of the Immortal Refining Tribe?" The old man stopped his attack as he stared gravely at the middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared.

"You're right, I am the descendant of the Immortal Refining Tribe. Moreover, you aren't a stranger to me. Just now, you killed my body