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Inside a spacious palace.
"Bastard! That fucking bastard!" shouted the sect master, who donned a Daoist robe and had hair with streaks of white.
There were eight chairs on each side of the hall, though only four were occupied. Long Aotian, the only person seated on the left, wore an expression just as dark as the sect master's.
The three on the right were the other Heavenly Immortal elders of the Celestial Wind Sect. Based on the number of seats, the sect seemed to have nine Heavenly Immortals, including the sect master.
Well, they used to have nine.
Hundreds of people stood in long rows below the high seats, their heads bowed. No one dared make a sound.
The sect master stood up and looked over the crowd below. Slowly, he contained his anger.
He had just finished a long period of meditation when his people had given him a report on what had happened over the last few years. Even though he tried to be a fair and kind ruler, he was so angry that his Dao Heart destabilized.
"In just three years, that nameless sword immortal, who destroyed our mine, has killed hundreds of our soldiers and nineteen of our leaders! Yet you're telling me you can't do anything about it?! Raise your heads, all of you!"
The leaders did as instructed....
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