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The procession from Qingyun Cave Heaven moved slowly through the mountains and forests.
The procession of three hundred people stretched out in a long line, their blue Taoist robes standing out against the green mountains and forests.
Chen Ping walked at the front of the group, the Dragon Slayer Sword hanging at his waist, his purple eyes gazing ahead.
His mind replayed everything that had happened that day.
From setting out at dawn, to besieging the Hall of Light, to slaying the Holy Light Celestial Venerable, to the destruction of the Hall of Light.
Everything happened so fast, it felt almost unreal.
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