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... tral Shrine was serene no more. The sacred silence that had endured for a millennium had been torn asunder, replaced by a ringing, hollow quiet that was far worse—the aftermath of absolute violence.
The grand hall lay in utter devastation. Where once stood torri gate now only jagged stumps remained. The air, thick and heavy, was a poisonous brew of clashing spirit essences—the ozone-sharp tang of unleashed lightning Dao Fulus, the coppery reek of spilled blood, and the chilling, sterile ...
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