A series of faint calls emerged once again from the depths of his heart...
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"Heh heh heh... That old fellow from the Miaoyin Sect is quite tenacious, struggling to survive. Once I've thoroughly studied this part, I must pay him a visit at the Miaoyin Sect. I wonder how many bones he has left to be this stubborn. His persistence has turned into an evil curse, lingering in this world."
In the Western Region, within an ancient temple at the bottom of a desert, unrestrained laughter echoed and shook the runes on the walls, causing them to flicker with spiritual light.
Outside the temple in the desert, an elderly man in a cloak shuddered upon hearing this, "Lord, is the Nascent Soul Ancestor from the Miaoyin Sect truly still alive? Wasn't it said that she perished a thousand years ago...?"