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Having just neared the perilous area, Xie Jiuniang immediately sensed something amiss.
Above the dangerous land, flowing light twinkled, a natural phenomenon that lingered.
It seemed as if a treasure had made its debut.
Xie Jiuniang piloted the Flying Boat stealthily into the territory where the anomaly had occurred.
A few Sect Disciples had gathered, including Ren Bingyan, Lin Wangchen, and Wu Yu, and Gongsun Xue, who were all surprisingly present.
About more than twenty people in total, fewer than Xie Jiuniang had expected.
Thinking about it, it wasn't strange.
After all, only a handful were adept enough to roam freely within Tianshui Secret Realm, and after a year of trials, even fewer still had strength to spare.
In the final days before the Secret Realm's closure.
The majority were finding a safe spot to stay put, waiting to be transported out once the Secret Realm ended. Those who still had the strength to fight were invariably the pride of their respective peaks.
