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... air inside the vault still carried that sharpened, crystalline tension of accelerated time, the Celestial Jade tiles clacking in steady rhythm. The next, the hourglass Memory in Fu Xuan’s palm dimmed, the white sand inside settling into stillness as the temporal distortion peeled away like frost under sunlight.
From March and Fu Xuan’s perspective, barely two minutes had passed.
And yet, what they had witnessed in those two minutes had not been normal.
Sunny and Qingque h ...
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