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... air dissipated, its presence fading as if it had never been there. And then…
Something in my shadow stirred.
It was a sword surging after my throat.
I didn’t move.
A Soul Recognition cultivator had struck with practiced precision, aiming to sever my head cleanly from my shoulders.
But I didn’t budge.
The sword connected with my throat.
A soft clink rang out, like a dull chime of metal striking something far denser than steel.
There ...
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