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... um at the Golden Cloud Immortal Sect was shattered not by a bell, but by the frantic, echoing footsteps of a panicked disciple.
The Sect Master, an 8th Stage Heavenly Saint whose white hair and beard flowed like a silk waterfall over his embroidered robes, didn’t even open his eyes at first.
He remained like a statue of meditative calm, his consciousness drifting through the ethereal layers of the High Heavens.
"Sect Master! Sect Master! Emergency! There’s an absolute eme ...
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