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"N-NO MORE! NO MORE PLEASE!"

Right now, Ancestor Dragon Wan Zun was truly bowing down. Let aside the fact that his face was entirely bruised beyond recognition, he did not even have the chance to retaliate at all! To think that as a Divine celestial level 10 state being, he would be whacked up by a group such that he couldn't even raise a single finger in return!

And the thing that had Ancestor Dragon Wan Zun even more infuriated was the fact that the human would appear from time to time like a phantom and just land some random punch. While the punch didn't look all that imposing, the moment it landed on his body, blood would spray out all over the place, leaving him in an extremely tragic state.

Ancestor Dragon Wan Zun truly felt that he must have the worst luck accumulated over eight lifetimes right now.

To think that he would meet someone this difficult to deal with!