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... orm within the Sect.

The giant stone platform spanned across the tranquil valley with moonlight spilling onto the surface, emitting a gentle, white radiance as if it were a warm piece of jade.

Two overhanging waterfalls cascaded down on the left side of the platform, with water droplets shattering in mid-air and moist air drifting along with the night breeze.

This place was situated high and far – overlooking the entire valley, as well as the vast plains beyond the valley ...

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