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... From the tail end of the marching army, he walked all the way to its front. Ahead lay a hillside.
As the Daoist led his horse up the slope at a slow, steady pace, the gloom that had once shrouded this land had completely vanished. The drifting snowflakes were gone, and the temperature had risen noticeably. The warmth of midsummer sunlight could now be distinctly felt.
Turning back, he saw a world of ice and snow rapidly melting and collapsing. The ice and snow had turned into to ...
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