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... t turtle. Moss and sea winds had corroded it, leaving it weathered and mottled, having withstood countless years.
In front of the divine hall's tide-watching platform, water spirit qi lingered like mist. A figure in wide robes stood with his hands behind his back, his face archaic, his eyes purely black like an abyss, and tendrils on his cheeks and chin continuously twisting…
Behind him stood a row of black-robed, hooded elders of varying statures, each with an aura as deep as th ...
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