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... > Not long after Ling Cang’s fall.
At the edge of heaven and earth, in some unknown place, stood an ancient star. Upon it rose palaces like those of myth, resembling the Moon Palace of legend. Immortal energy swirled thickly, divine islands floated in the void, and the spiritual aura was so dense it nearly liquefied.
Within a towering and majestic palace, spiritual energy had already condensed to the state of liquid.
At the very center sat a middle-aged man, cross-legged. ...
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