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... med to swallow what little light filtered through, leaving the path ahead in dim shadow.
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from directly ahead, sharp and rapid, as if something large was cutting through the undergrowth at high speed.
The younger disciples immediately tensed, hands tightening on their weapons, eyes scanning the gloom. Their nerves were taut as bowstrings, but the expressions of the four Immortal Ascension Boundary masters remained utterly calm, their gazes steady an ...
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