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Chapter 156: Her Smile Before the Fire
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... ath the Deadwind Spine, where no sunlight reached and even the wind feared to whisper, Rin Xie felt the tremble of divine intention pulsing through the heavens above.
It beat in the distance like a war drum wrapped in velvet—too faint for mortals to sense, but to him, it was deafening.
He stood over a man half-buried in mud and blood. A rogue cultivator whose name he would never learn. The man had been dragged by the tides of fate into a storm meant for gods.
And now he s ...
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