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In the blink of an eye, the gigantic flying vessel had turned into a speck and finally vanished into the horizon.
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Myriad Medicine Valley.
In a gorge of the Yuxu Mountain Range lay the sect gate of Myriad Medicine Valley.
At this time, within one of the pavilions in the gorge, two figures from the Zhenyang Sect appeared.
One of them, clothed in a golden Daoist robe with an embroidered pattern of a blazing sun on the chest, was undoubtedly Long Qingshui himself.
Sitting in a higher position across from him was a blue-robed cultivator, none other than Zhou Yunxiao, the Sect Leader of Myriad Medicine Valley.
At that moment, as Zhou Yunxiao observed Long Qingshui's pale complexion, his heart stirred, especially when he recalled a meeting between him and Zhu Yun that had occurred more than a month ago.
It was through Zhu Yun's personal account that they had learned of the Golden Sword Sect's sudden action, swiftly seizing the territories of several mountain ranges.