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... ing low and heavy in the sky like a giant, unblinking eye. The humidity was thick enough to taste, a damp, cloying heat that made the air shimmer above the intricate stone pathways and turned the distant horizon into a haze of blue and white. While the majority of the sect's disciples sought refuge in the cool, subterranean meditation grottoes or the climate-controlled interiors of the alchemy halls to escape the sweltering temperature, Wang Jian found himself pacing the polished floors of the C ...
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