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Chapter 3: Interweaving
It was hard to say how much time had passed.
The temple on Heavenspan Island, was packed with too many cultivators to count. They wore extravagant garments and all had very solemn expressions on their faces.
Sir Frigid Blood wore a fancy robe, blood-red in color and embroidered with gold. He wore a gilded daoist crown and had a girdle embroidered with golden dragons. At the staircase leading up into the temple, he knelt, his face a mixture of solemnity and ferocity.
At the top of the majestic staircase was Daoist Heavenspan, whose temples were already gray with age. Holding a scroll of decree in front of him, he said, “Sir Frigid Blood, you drove the Arch-Emperor’s army millions upon millions of kilometers away and slaughtered five heavenly kings. You are hereby appointed...
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