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... again, he was back at Nine Plate Mountain.
However, the place was no longer the same. Weeds and thorns choked the land, silence replacing life. The once lively mountain was now barren.
"How many years have passed?" Qi Yuan looked around, a trace of loneliness in his eyes. Solitude filled his heart but soon hardened into resolve. "I will become a Golden Immortal, a Primordial Saint, and make the River of Time itself my plaything!"
Sweeping away the melancholy, he cast his ...
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