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... sky, the sound of wind howls.
Dark clouds press over the city, with flashes of silver light.
Such celestial phenomena triggered much attention from cultivators within the city.
Outside the valley, Fu Chaosheng blurted out, "Signs of Nascent Soul Formation."
But after merely observing for a moment, he calmed his anxious heart, uttering a rebuke under his breath.
"Nonsense!"
It was unclear whether the people inside the valley heard his reprimand. ...
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