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... ng Pavilion, forming dense clusters.
Countless inner sect disciples traversed the inner circle, appearing from a distance like swarming ants, a sight both amusing and somewhat disheartening.
Luo Yao gracefully rode a flying sword as he swiftly approached his disciple’s quarters.
This particular flying sword was unlike the ordinary ones; its hue was a deep, unobtrusive shade of dark red. Its distinctive feature was a magic talisman affixed to the tip of the swo ...
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