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With a whoosh, Lin Xiaosu descended from the Abyss, piercing through the clouds and fog, landing on a peak.
A fierce wind arose, his long hair flying high.
Floating clouds moved, gathering into a sea of clouds beneath his feet.
The wind in the Spirit Realm was like icy arrows, the vast sky devoid of sun and moon.
A small tree emerged from nothing next to him, swaying gently, as if comforting the desolation in his heart at that moment.
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