In this quiet place,

The old butler and the soul guards knelt on the ground, not daring to move, while countless souls wandered around.

Ambrose Lu stepped forward, extended his right hand, and helped Mason Hun up with a gentle smile.

"Not better than before, but you, it seems, haven't slacked off in these million years. You've made some progress. Not bad."

Old Turtle, hearing this, raised his eyebrows and looked at Mason Hun in surprise. He hadn't noticed any improvement in Mason Hun's strength.

Mason Hun stood up straight, his tall and strong frame towering over Ambrose Lu, whose height only reached Mason Hun's shoulder.

As for the hunchbacked Old Turtle, he barely reached Mason Hun's waist.

"The Immortal Emperor of Longevity has sharp eyes, seeing through Mason Hun at a glance."

Mason Hun turned his head awkwardly, not wanting to look down on Ambrose Lu out of respect.

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At this moment, Old Turtle impatiently mocked, "Mason Hun, how could you be so blind? Are you really going to let the master stand and chat with you? The mighty Emperor of the Soul Realm, this is laughable!"@@novelbin@@

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