Dragon-Tiger Sect.
Main Peak, inside a magnificent hall gleaming with gold.
A burly middle-aged man in golden robes sat in the seat of honor. His thick black eyebrows framed a pair of eyes gleaming with sharp light. He was Daoist Dragon-Tiger, sect master of the Dragon-Tiger Sect.
Standing below him was an older man. His face was tense, and he was deferential to an almost exaggerated degree.
“Master… I just saw it. The young sect master’s soul lamp… has gone out.”
The elder’s voice trembled.
“What?”
Daoist Dragon-Tiger froze. Then he jerked...
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