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... the waning echoes of clashing energies, a tumultuous storm of raw power now dissipating like fragile mist beneath the unyielding glare of a merciless sun.
Xu Hao and his fellow Xuantian Sect disciples stood rooted to the jagged, cracked cobblestones of the bustling market square, their breaths shallow and uneven, their faces glowing with an uncontainable exhilaration that danced on the edge of rapture.
Their eyes shimmered with a reverence so intense it verged on worship as they ...
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