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The young man sighed, carefully sensing his inner being. He discovered that the Taihuang Jing within him was like a slumbering Azure Dragon in the abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all of his cultivation had vanished, leaving only a faint protective aura from the Taihuang Jing.,Unfortunately, even as the unrivaled Immortal Emperor, he couldn't revive his own father. This became the most regrettable thing in his legendary life, and also the reason why he couldn't break through the final layer for a long time.,And with just one glance at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew it was a fake. This old man was being so careful and affectionate, treating it like he'd obtained an authentic masterpiece.。