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Upon hearing this title, whether they were demons or deities, everyone immediately stood up, looked up, and respectfully greeted the person flying towards them from the horizon, saying, "We pay our respects, True Lord!"
In the distance, a man wearing silver armor, accompanied by a disdainful, overbearing black dog at his side, was approaching by Riding Clouds and Mist.
Yang Jian nodded slightly, "Everyone, today marks the Great Sage Equalling Heaven's joyous occasion. I have come to offer congratulations; there is no need for excessive formalities."
Just as Yang Jian was about to land, a bald man approached him, reaching out to help with the dog's leash. Yang Jian reflexively thought this to be one of the door attendants, so he handed over the leash.
Before he could realize what was happening, the bald man turned around and shouted, "True Lord of Pure Origin and Mystical Tao presents a black meat dog! Wujing, get the fire going, heat the pot, we're cooking dog meat!"
