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A single red lotus petal drifted away on the celestial wind.
And with it, the minds of the immortals from the Eastern Sea's Immortal Domain were carried far, far away.
Spirit town lords, the Fire and Earth Hall Masters, and many silent onlookers all had their eyes locked on that crimson petal.
They had seen it form, absorb every ounce of their power, and then float gently to the ground, where it slowly disintegrated, like snow falling onto warm earth, vanishing without a sound.
There were no words for what they were feeling.
They had always looked down on the Central Plains with an inborn arrogance. To them, the people of the mortal realm were nothing but ants to toy with. They believed themselves gods.
The Central Plains? What did that backwater have? It was nothing but a spiritually barren wasteland, devoid of spiritual energy, a place where no true cultivation could...
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