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In his dreams, Wang Yu suddenly felt a power summoning him. Opening his eyes, he carefully got off the bed, put on his clothes and crept towards the door.

Opening the door, he saw the figure of the Ancestor of Diabolism in the sky. Wang Yu immediately flew up and stopped in front of him.

"Are you hurt?"

"Hmph, it's just a small wound. The Heavenly Dao isn't much better either