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The one landing was an elderly gentleman with white hair and a beard tied up in a knot in front of his chest. He had a kind and benevolent expression, resembling a deity of longevity.
Moreover, he had a bright red gourd hanging on his waist. Upon closer inspection, this color was not due to paint but burning molten due to the internal flames.
It seemingly contained countless fire types. Once combined,...
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