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Great Zhao, the capital.
The brilliant morning sun rose at the horizon, piercing through the clouds and casting streams of golden light that passed through countless immortal terraces and pavilions, flickering in the distance.
The shadowed steps reflected a bronze sheen under the growing light. Eighteen hundred long stairways stretched across drifting clouds, exuding a solemn and cold sense of authority.
The sunlight climbed up onto the platform inch by inch, illuminating the vast immortal terrace with gates standing in all directions, and finally lighting up the plaque above the grand hall, revealing four stark white words.
[Pavilion of Profound Order].
The grand hall was vast. At its center stood a bright silver cauldron filled with clear water as still as a mirror, emitting a faint, radiant glow that reflected the calm eyes of the long-haired man seated at the high seat above.
He wore a feather-like silver robe, each...
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