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Having been passed down for millions of years, the Louguan Dao, once the source of Taoism in this realm, was now a sea of fire. Bolts of lightning raged, shattering the ancient pavilions on Mount Zhongnan.,On the summit of Ling Mountain, within a small temple capable of holding only one person, a long sigh echoed: “Fellow cultivators of the Taishang Dao, this matter has nothing to do with my Buddhist sect.” He then voluntarily released his golden lotus, allowing the Taiji diagram to examine his aura.,Miao Kong's heart trembled. He absolutely couldn't give up this opportunity, and besides, he had invested too much in it. He even resorted to underhanded tactics against several powerful figures he couldn't afford to offend. If he lost this chance to obtain the pearl, he would still be dead, just a little later. The end result wouldn't be any less gruesome.。