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CHAPTER 114

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  Grand Finale Clouds veiled the mist, immortal energy swirled. The main peak of Chonghua Sect, Lianhua Peak. "Master." Though already the esteemed chief disciple of the Chonghua Sword Sect's leader, Lu Xianrou remained true to her calm and unadorned nature, dressed in the standard white robes, carrying a weathered ancient sword, with ink-black hair cascading to her waist and delicate features, she somehow managed to elevate the simple Chonghua white attire into something breathtakingly elegant. Over a decade had passed since that farce, which the leaders of the five major sects had jointly sealed with a gag order, leaving the world's cultivators to speak of it only in hushed tones. For long-lived high-level cultivators, it was but the blink of an eye, yet for those who had lost something irreplaceable, it felt like an eternity of t0rment. Still, they eventually learned to endure each silent night, where only the beat!ng of their own hearts could be heard, gazing ca...

CHAPTER 114

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Grand Finale Clouds veiled the mist, immortal energy swirled. The main peak of Chonghua Sect, Lianhua Peak. "Master." Though already the esteemed chief disciple of the Chonghua Sword Sect's leader, Lu Xianrou remained true to her calm and unadorned nature, dressed in the standard white robes, carrying a weathered ancient sword, with ink-black hair cascading to her waist and delicate features, she somehow managed to elevate the simple Chonghua white attire into something breathtakingly elegant. Over a decade had passed since that farce, which the leaders of the five major sects had jointly sealed with a gag order, leaving the world's cultivators to speak of it only in hushed tones. For long-lived high-level cultivators, it was but the blink of an eye, yet for those who had lost something irreplaceable, it felt like an eternity of t0rment. Still, they eventually learned to endure each silent night, where only the beat!ng of their own hearts could be heard, gazing calm...

CHAPTER 113

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I Love You "Boom!" After an earth-shattering explosion, a black and a golden sword light abruptly separated, hanging silently in mid-air. The onlookers all felt a sharp pain in their chests, struck by the invisible sword energy that had leaked from the fierce battle. Their minds reeled, and they staggered backward. Ye Zhiqiu raised her hand and grasped the black broadsword, flicking it in a swift arc. With her left thumb, she slowly wiped away a trace of bl0od from the corner of her lips and smiled softly. "It's been so many years since I last sparred with you, Senior Brother. How nostalgic." It had been a long time since they had crossed swords, and she hadn't expected his skills to have improved so profoundly. It truly took her by surprise. Compared to her situation, Lin Tiefeng appeared far more composed, though his face was slightly pale, and the veins on his hand gripping the sword hilt bulged visibly. Only he knew the turbulent emotions churning bene...

CHAPTER 112

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Gui Hongzi These two were none other than Su Yan and Tong Tong, who had just fled from the Qianyu Sect. The moment they landed, they were both startled by the strange phenomenon in the sky. "Where is this? Chonghua?" Tong Tong clung to Su Yan's neck, gazing worriedly at the thickening clouds above. "Oh, this is where I used to cultivate. The water of this Heavenly Pool has miraculous effects for consolidating cultivation... but why has the pool dried up?" Su Yan carefully examined the exposed white rocks beneath their feet, now drained of water. The surface was crisscrossed with strange cracks, which upon closer inspection resembled ancient runes, bearing a striking resemblance to the totems they had seen before the Demon Emperor's tomb. With the water covering it before, I never noticed these patterns... Could these be the runes of a teleportation array? Su Yan set Tong Tong down and bent to touch the markings. A faint sense of enlightenment stirred withi...