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A month had passed, in a certain secret chamber.
Shen Long sat cross-legged on a red cushion, his eyes slightly closed, his body shrouded in a red aurora.
After a while, a Sound Transmission Talisman flew in and hovered in front of him.
The red aurora around Shen Long dissipated as he opened his eyes, flicked his fingers, and a beam of red light shot out, striking the Sound Transmission Talisman. The talisman spontaneously ignited, relaying the voice of Chu Shan, "Senior Shen, the elder from the Fire Sun Clan, Yan Feng, has returned. I have invited him over."
Shen Long's eyes lit up as he rose to his feet and walked out.
A red-robed elder radiating with a ruddy complexion sat within the stone pavilion, with Chu Shan and Qin Tianhe standing by his side.
Upon seeing Shen Long, the elder quickly rose and greeted him with a clasped fist, "I am Yan Feng. It is an honor to meet Taoist Friend Shen."