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"Stop!"
The voice was not loud, yet it echoed through Xianyao Pavilion with perfect clarity. A moment later, an old man in a blue robe walked slowly down from the upper floor.
His figure looked frail and his hair and beard were completely white, yet his face held very few wrinkles. He looked like an immortal or sage.
Qin Wuyang and the others spotted him and immediately bowed. "Greetings, Elder Qingxuan."
Yu Linglong shrank her neck and whispered timidly, "Greetings, Elder…"
The young geniuses gathered outside the door also bowed one after another.
Their respect for Elder Qingxuan bordered on reverence....
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