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... n Ridge, slicing across the treetops like blades. Snow did not belong here, not in the middle of a southern forest, but the land had turned white, eerily silent, as if it sensed the storm that was coming.
A group of cultivators moved cautiously through the ridge’s shadowed paths, their Spirit Beast Hall insignias glinting on their robes.
"Are you sure the Spirit-Eyed Thunder Tiger is still in this region?" asked a young man in blue robes, his expression filled with barely conceal ...
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