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... y of whistles. The azure Flying Sword, in a delicate and decisive dance, navigated through flocks of sword energy birds. Each spectral creature, modestly adorned with a wingspan of a mere foot, fluttered languorously through the heavens, bearing a humble resemblance to any commonplace bird. Yet, as Yun Xiao's Heaven Burial Sword Soul intersected their forms, they disintegrated, relinquishing their essence to the void between heaven and earth.
A subtle, sustained hum lingered where the sw ...
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