Passed through the Realm of Sickness quickly!
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On the roads of Guanlong.
Paper money flew in the air, burning and fluttering endlessly, countless ashes dancing.
Two figures in red Taoist robes, holding a bowl of wine, took a sip and suddenly spoke, turning their words into a mist, purifying the impure energy.
The Rite of Sundering Waters had begun!
Behind them, figures in Taoist robes held Emperor Bells, waving banners and setting up the ritual instruments.
They chanted scriptures:
"Lofty and towering, bright energy soars through the four seasons. The practices of all heavens, revolving around the ten directions... The noble path of immortals links with the ghostly realms... The vastness of heaven and earth, brimming with filth... Transcending my realm, entering nature itself..."
