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However, the Immortal Monarch Tai An, being an old hand in the field, maintained his composure despite the unfavorable situation, greeting Saint Qingyuan with a smile plastered on his face: "This old man greets Your Highness the Saint."
Saint Qingyuan coldly waved a sleeve, showing a readiness to dismiss guests: "Immortal Monarch Tai An, we are both True Immortals. There is no need for such 'greetings'."
"How could they be the same?" Immortal Monarch Tai An's smile remained unchanged, as if he hadn't noticed Saint Qingyuan's lack of hospitality, shamelessly continuing, "I am just an ordinary Immortal Monarch, my cultivation base almost at its peak in this lifetime. But Your Highness the Saint wields the [Sacred Map of Cloud Sea], with your bloodline already awakened to the Twelfth Level of the Spotless Immortal Body, destined to ascend to a Great Luo Sacred Supreme."
In fact, even now, he was far from being a match for Saint Qingyuan.
