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... ine Weapon Pavilion began to stir restlessly.
Bursts of fierce sword wind suddenly blew through the area.
Ye Luo, sitting cross-legged in front of the pavilion’s pathways, had his robes flutter loudly, and his black hair danced wildly with the wind.
Yet Ye Luo remained still, with his eyes tightly shut.
It appeared to be a critical moment.
As time ticked by,
the sword wind within the pavilion grew even stronger.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... ...
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