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... d Sect is situated atop a giant oasis, resembling a tightly closed shell. The oasis stretches over five thousand miles from north to south and more than four thousand miles from east to west. The population of mortals on the oasis reaches four to five million, most of whom are descendants of Yellow Sand Sect cultivators from generations past.

Of the over ten thousand cultivators within the Yellow Sand Sect, only about ten percent are direct descendants of sect cultivators. The remaining ...

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