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At this time, Gu Huang slowly closed his eyes. The pitch black, dark and endless dead Vital Imprint began to tremble.

Strands of light gathered together, turning into a pure and transparent gold. Strands of ancient symbols, dao, and immortal light condensed, reflecting a myriad of wondrous sights. It was like an undying celestial being from the primordial world, divine king.

Mysterious undying