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... ealm in three days. Monstrous.
Tianmo ran a hand through his now-white hair, the strands cool and smooth like spun silk. The transformation was drastic. He looked less like a young noble and more like a fallen immortal, cold and otherworldly. Indeed, after all, his hair itself has comprehended the law.
He exited the cultivation room, the air around him still carrying a faint chill, lowering the temperature by a few degrees Celsius.
Ling’er was in the main hall, having jus ...
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