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In a mysterious distant place far removed from the Greenridge Macrocosm, within a rather modest grotto.
"Sister Haiyue." A worried voice suddenly rang out, followed by a figure in white robes rushing into the grotto.
The sealed stone door flew open.
"What is it? Sister, what made you so agitated?" A figure in silver armor flew out, her features flawless, her voice cool. Faint lightning flickered across her armor, as if she were a veritable god.
If Wu Yuan were here, he would surely notice that Zhuo Haiyue's aura had undergone another transformation compared to decades ago.
"Sister Haiyue, I truly admire your temperament, always so calm and composed. Well, you've conquered level eighty of the two-star tower, so I suppose you've earned the right to be nonchalant," the white-robed girl who had hurried over began gushing with adoration.
"Sister, speak your mind," Zhuo Haiyue smiled faintly, completely dispelling the killing intent emanating from her body.
"Have you heard of Ming Jian?" asked the white-robed girl.
"Ming Jian? Who's that?" A flicker of confusion...
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