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On the elder's seat.

"Elders, how is my disciple?" Qian Jin couldn't help but laugh out loud with a smug look on his face.

"Senior Sikong's strength surpasses all the disciples in this year's Gathering of the Gods. Such a talent and cultivation is indeed rare. He can be called a genius that only my Xuanyi Zong has seen in a hundred years." An elder next to him smiled