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... wn in Sword Pavilion, the fierce red sun leaped from the eastern sea, casting its glow over the mountains of the Azure Spirit Sword Sect, a promise of life reverberating throughout all creation. The bones that lay barren in the night had already turned to dust come morning.
In the Grand Hall bathed in the early rays, a scream erupted.
"Grandpa Qin! Senior Sister Zhao!" Cai Maomao and the other disciples' faces transformed into canvases of panic, anxiety written in bold strokes ac ...
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