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The ancestral ground of the Church of the River of Stars had long since been laid to ruin.
The Fisherman sat alone before the fallen gates, sinking into a long silence before letting out a breath of turbid air.
“Temple Master, oh, Temple Master. You’re the person I admire most, and also… the person I most want to kill!”
Before the sound of his voice had even finished echoing throughout the ruins, the Fisherman turned and left.
……
The Studio of the Heart.
“Temple Master, you have to show up. When you do, I’ll paint a portrait for you and hang it above the gates of the world’s cities. That way, future generations won’t forget what you looked like.”
The Painter raised a jug of wine, drank with relish, and laughed with delight.
……
The battle on the Violet Heavens Platform stirred up waves of uproar amongst the stars’ cultivators, too.
Throughout the countless worlds and planes of the Eastern Profound Star Domain, everywhere there were cultivators, there were people discussing these shocking developments.
Their attitudes were in stark contrast with those of the top factions.
“Admittedly, times have changed, and ancient orthodoxies are cropping up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. It’s sure to be Transcendents who rule in...
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