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Great Venerable Mo Yuan stood in the background, a hint of hesitation in his eyes, as if pondering something.
The Frost Elder and the Silver War Puppet looked towards Zheng Yaoyang with complex expressions.
The four golden armored battle puppets in front seemed to be momentarily distracted, or perhaps unsure of what to do.
"You, you said you would never return to Purple Sun City," whispered the battle puppet holding the long bow, as if speaking to himself.
Zheng Yaoyang looked up at the four battle puppets, then his gaze shifted back to the cauldron on the altar, and the flames before it.
"Actually, there really is no need for you to lock yourselves up here."
"When he chose to challenge the Artifact Refining Forbidden Zone, the fate of Purple Sun City was sealed."
Zheng Yaoyang spoke softly, looking at the altar.
His expression was tinged with loneliness and envy.