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Qiyu Sect, Ancestor Temple.
The ever-burning lamps shone brightly with light blue smoke curling around them, having been lit for over three thousand plus years and never once extinguished.
Even during the peril presented by Xuetu Hall a thousand years ago, the lamps persisted, awaiting the emergence of Ancestor Zhongxing.
"I wonder how the battle situation is progressing?"
Li Qingyun meticulously swept up the accumulated incense ash from the floor, wiped the ancestral plaques, not allowing even the smallest detail to escape his care, handling everything personally and daring not to rely on magic.
Cleaning the Ancestor Temple was an unparalleled honor in the sect.
It used to be the responsibility of Sect Leader Lei Linghe, but now it was his.
Within the Qiyu Sect, this task held extraordinary significance, symbolizing the absolute succession of the next generation of the sect's law and naturally garnering the support of many disciples and Golden Pill Monks within the sect.
