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... habited desert, there’s a figure that has stood for unknown years. Neither wind nor rain could make it waver in the slightest, standing there like an indomitable stele.
This was an old man, devoid of any breath, like a corpse. His eyes were tightly shut, and his face was full of dry cracks, as if a touch could turn his entire body into dust.
Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes and looked into the distance toward the direction of the Pill Saint Palace, revealing a relieved smile ...
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