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Mount Ye stood restored, as though untouched by the chaos.
Song You remained indifferent to the fierce battle raging behind him. Instead, he strode toward the rebuilt Mount Ye, entering its heart.
Meanwhile, the battle between the fox demon and the marsh dragons had reached a fever pitch.
On one side, life surged; on the other, death loomed.
The Daoist had already entered the interior of Mount Ye.
“Let me borrow a strand of starlight.”
From outside the mountain, the starlight scattered across the sky seemed to be drawn inward, faintly illuminating the interior of Mount Ye.
What it revealed was a barren and chaotic landscape.
While Song You could restore the physical form of Mount Ye, he could not recreate the structures built by the yin ghosts of the Ghost City.
He did not mind. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.
Cultivation, as expected, required descending the mountain.
In the many years since he had descended, Song You’s Daoist arts had improved, his cultivation had advanced, and his understanding of the so-called “Heavenly Dao” had deepened. Time and again, whether while climbing a mountain, meditating in practice, or caught in moments of fleeting clarity, he had inadvertently brushed against what people referred to as the Heavenly Dao—a concept often discussed among cultivators.
“Heavenly Dao’s revelations…”
From what Song You had perceived, the Heavenly Dao was devoid of emotion.
Not only was it emotionless, but it was also not some entity detached from the mortal...
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