C95 ‘mount Myoboku’s Food Crisis.’

Yue Qianyu gently closed his eyes. Three seconds later, he opened them again, and the aura on his body had changed.

His pupils had turned into a horizontal line, and a circle of yellow was painted around his eyes. There was also a unique pattern on his face.

If it wasn't the Immortal Arts of Mount Myoboku, then what was it?

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