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... ed with a blood-red curtain and the earth looked long dead and rotten, a group of black-robed figures knelt on dry, lifeless, foul-smelling soil.
There were hundreds of them, but even the weakest of them exuded the aura of a Rank 4 Practitioner, waiting in total silence, unmoving, kneeling on the dead soil, heads bowed, and all facing the same direction.
All of them were strong enough to found a kingdom and rule their own lands in the Outer Region, yet the place where they now kn ...
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