novelThe Justice
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On the two sides of the highway, were boundless stretches of open fields as far as the eyes could see, it was at the warm spring season, layers upon layers of young greens rippled underneath the blue sky, that brought out somewhat light chillness from the graceful and elegant south land of Yangtze river.
The little demon rabbit mon Shan Dan's sharp gaze, was sweeping across his surroundings vigilantly, he appeared slightly weak and ghastly pale, blood was seeping out of the area in between his chest and stomach continuously, that reflected in the color of a terrifying red underneath the golden-colored Buddha's Light.
The people whom had just escaped a catastrophic death earlier, had yet to recover from their surprise right now, none of them dared to exit their cars, their gaze were panic-stricken as they looked towards the outside, they were wondering whether they were dreaming. Abruptly a crystal clear long howl rippled from within the edge of the world, a few streaks of yellow-colored human shadow, that was swifter, and traceless than the breeze, shuttled in between the open fields at full speed, they continuously transformed their positions, and dashed towards the little demon rabbit Shan Duan without a stop!
The blue sky, the green fields, the yellow-colored human shadows when seen from a far, were as beautiful as butterflies flying through the flowers.
Wen Leyang could not help but to grind his teeth once, he spoke softly, "The Eyang Taoist school!" His body felt heavy and his limbs weak, but his vision remained sharp as ever, he had already seen clearly, that the enemies that was approaching from far, were the Jilong Taoist school's disciples dressed in yellow robes.
There were a total of nine of them, three person formed into the iron fork conjuration formation, three sets of iron fork conjuration formation combined into one nine provinces' gale.
A hum that was so loud it almost turned everyone dead abruptly broke out, akin to a razor blade that sliced ferociously through the Taoist priests' long howl capable of piercing metal and cracking stones, the little demon rabbit Shan Duan that appeared to be confronting a formidable enemy initially could not help but to laugh, he gave an evil stare towards the large truck next to him. The large truck's driver turned ghastly pale, he hastily lifted his hands, the humming noise immediately stopped... this driver here was overly startled, he accidentally pressed onto the vehicle's air horn.
The monk Shan Duan smiled in a friendly manner, he shook his head towards the driver that was wearing gold-framed glasses, that appeared slightly shaggy, as he consoled softly, "Don't be afraid, it is alright..." Before his voice died away he suddenly shouted in rage, his arms shook once as he surged skywards akin to a falcon, he stretched out his five fingers in midair and scratched ferociously! A burst of piercing bright light erupted abruptly, a flying sword that was hidden in the air, that was aiming straight at the large truck earlier, was firmly grabbed in between Shan Duan's fingers.
The flying sword's mannerism was beyond vigorous, if it wasn't for Shan Duan's catch in time, it was afraid that the large truck would be cut into two! Simultaneously Shan Duan was counterattacked by the life vitality on the sword, within the sound of a muffled bang, his monk robe was ripped into pieces, that revealed his naked upper body, Wen Leyang whom was waiting for the opportunity to strike in the taxi was greatly startled at this moment, he was aware that Shan Duan was injured, but he did not expect regardless, that Shan Duan was so severely injured!
On Shan Duan's body, savage wounds spread randomly, his ghastly pale wounds were akin to a dead man's lips, that folded outwards on both sides weakly, revealing the snowy-white bones and dark red-colored muscles in his body, one of the final wound, was pierced in from under his rib, and penetrated out of his shoulder! If Shan Duan was just an ordinary person, this form of injuries was enough to kill him thrice.
The big and little demon rabbits were albeit of demon bodies, but they had been dampened by the Buddhist magic arts for many years, and had since cultivated into a merciful heart, the matter of harming the innocent, they always refused to do it. Shan Duan completely disregarded the severe injuries covering his entire body, he shouted in rage, "Attack the monk as you please if you want to kill me, why is there the necessity to harm the innocent..." Before his voice died away, the air on his surrounding was akin to water ripples that started trembling, the piercing sword's essence glimmered, a stretch of flying swords flew up diagonally all of a sudden, and stabbed towards Shan Duan ferociously.
Shan Duan was roaring in rage continuously, his body was trembling continuously, he managed to dodge the flying swords' raid in a flash with no time to lose. The first flying sword that was chopping towards the large truck was meant to lure the enemy, while the few flying swords behind was the kill shot.
The nine Eyang Taoist priests approached in speed, Shan Duan had only dashed out of the flying swords' encompassment, he had already sunk into their Nine Provinces Gale's great formation.
This batch of Eyang disciples were not considered young, a few of them even had greying moustache, judging by their movements and morality, they were no less inferior as compared to the Taoist priests that were beaten into corpse nails by the demon monk San Wei, it was apparent that they were the master cultivators of the Eyang Taoist school with extremely profound qualifications. Shan Duan on the other hand lost his usual swiftness, he did not even manage to launch a Buddhism sect's supernatural power, he could only move his body with difficulties, to dodge the enemy's tidewater-like attacks, not a moment had passed before signs of danger appeared everywhere.
The fat monk Shui Jing's expression was stern as he watched for a while, "The divine monk Shan Duan is too severely injured, he will not be able to last any longer!" As he was saying that, he felt around his chest pocket, and took out a handgun with a unique design, and stuffed it into Wen Leyang's hand.
Even though the situation outside was extremely critical, Wen Leyang was still startled, "You... when did you get this?"
The dessert eagle's design was peculiar, Wen Leyang saw that Leyang Tian was fiddling with it back in the Painting Town, that was why he could remember it well.
The fat monk Shui Jing's mouth widened into a smile as he sniggered, "It was the old monk who stole it from the chimpanzee's body, before we part ways he gave it to me, so that I can protect you, hold it tight alright, the monk is out!" Upon saying that, he suddenly gave out a thunder-like roar!
Soon after, the muffled sound of metal exploding was heard, the taxi's roof was exploded into the sky in a flash, the fat monk Shui Jing raised his hand and released his golden-colored small inverted bell, his hand was holding a string of Buddhist prayer beads as he pounced towards the Eyang disciples, he shouted in a stern voice, "Death to the demon Taoist priests, the divine monk Shui Jing... oh no!"
The nine Taoist priest realized that the fat monk Shui Jing came scurried out, not an ounce of surprise appeared on their faces, the little demon rabbit on the other hand was completely startled.
This batch of Eyang disciples were the supreme leader's junior brother disciples by seniority, their Taoism magic art was exquisite while their cultivation base was profound, even though they were not as far-famed as the seats of honor of the Five Supreme Monasteries of the Temple of Great Mercy, but in the cultivation world, they were all the good hands capable of undertaking tasks alone, Shui Jing's lowly cultivation base could not hide from them, once the nine Taoist priests surged onto the highway, they had already realized that a rogue cultivator was hidden within, they separated a portion of their state of mind to guard against him.
The little demon rabbit Shan Duan was severely injured, his life vitality was scattered about, he was unaware that Shui Jing and Wen Leyang were nearby.
The fat monk Shui Jing jumped out, before he could even finish reciting his appellation, he was greeted by the opposing party's flying swords, he managed to shield the Buddhism prayer beads before himself in a great bustle in the midst of a pressing affair, at the sound of a muffled bang, the prayer beads were blown up into pieces, while the fat monk's plump body somersaulted away.
Wen Leyang that was sitting in the convertible car as he raised the dessert eagle in his hand desperately, before he could even fire a shot, a Eyang Taoist priest shouted in a raging hoarse voice, his poisonous snake-like gaze stared towards Wen Leyang swiftly, following that the vision before Wen Leyang's eyes was filled with sword's essence, at first it was just a soft noise, the handgun was shaved into two halves, soon after that the radiance that was cunning and fatal, pierced ferociously towards his heart without a stop!
Wen Leyang's entire body felt hard and stiff, every movement was strenuous, he was too weak to dodge, just as the sword's energy was rippling with sharpness that he had never felt before, was about to cut into his chest, the Poison of Life and Death hiding in his body exploded with a bang, without a moment's delay, it drove his body into trembling once, and dodge from injuring the vital part of his heart strenuously, the flying sword stabbed into his shoulder ferociously, and firmly pinned Wen Leyang into the car seat.
By the time Wen Leyang screaming out in agony, only then the little demon rabbit Shan Duan realized that Wen Leyang was just behind him, his eyes were almost cracking in rage as he roared loudly once, after he raised his head and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his palms rubbed together as he pounced towards the Taoist priest that had just struck Wen Leyang akin to a mad tiger.
Shan Duan was already exhausted from his severe injuries, there was utterly no way he could summon the Buddhism supernatural power with tremendous power, the only thing he could risk now was his life!
The Eyang Taoist school's formation was arranged orderly, the Taoist priest that had just injured Wen Leyang recently dismissed Shan Duan's attack casually, as he sneered in a gloomy manner, "The demon monk, are you in a rush to die?" As he was saying that his footsteps rubbed together impatiently, he passed down Shan Duan's mad beatings to his companion, while he turned into an iron fork conjuration formation's sharpness, he pounced towards the little demon rabbit from sideways as fast as lightning!
Shan Duan's method was a mess, he was not trying to dodge, his punches were filled with final despair, as he shouted in rage towards the fat monk that was approaching while roaring from afar, "Bring him away from here! Leave quick!"
The expression of the Taoist priest that had injured Wen Leyang was filled with contempt, he sneered, "No one is allowed to leave!" As he was saying that his palm lightly patted on Shan Duan's head, a few of the Taoist priests rejoiced in wild excitement, as if they could already hear, that muffled sound of skull cracking, was joyous and pleasant to the ears.
But no one had expected that, just as the Taoist priest's palm had already came into contact with Shan Duan's vital part of his head, the Taoist priest abruptly screamed out in agony, his vigorous mannerism that was rippling in midair suddenly turned limp, his face that was glowing with exuberant immortal radiance initially turned into a patch of ash green, at the sound of a thump, he fell over stiffly, the Eyang Taoist school's disciples turned pale with fear, they broke their formation as they tried to save him, the monk Shan Duan's expression was filled with regret, he could almost step and broke the enemy's spine.
The Taoist priest that was suddenly injured, the muscles on his face were convulsing in agony, he pointed towards Wen Leyang that was stabbed into the car seat by the flying sword, he clenched his teeth as he hissed hoarsely in exhaustion towards his companions, "That little demon is making trouble, kill, kill him!"
Wen Leyang was pinned onto the seat, he could not move at all, he was more puzzled than anybody else in the scene, but he had utterly no idea what trouble was he creating, he could only hear as the few Taoist priests shouted in unison, soon after that a row of flying swords stabbed towards himself in an orderly manner.
Shan Duan was so weak he did not need the enemy to attack, he watched helplessly as Wen Leyang was surely doomed, the urgent fury that struck his heart resulted in his bitterly-suppressed injuries exploded entirely, fresh blood spurted out of his mouth continuously, as he fell onto the ground heavily and passed out.
In between the sky and the earth, the fat monk Shui Jing's sad and forlorn raging howl akin to a lone wolf echoed!
Within the raging howl, there was still the sound of a horn that was so loud it tore everybody's eardrums, the large truck's driver with his bloodshot eyes, he clawed off the glasses on his face, the moustache stubbles on his lips were enshrouded with the raging savageness, he was crying loudly with the most unpleasant curses in the world, as he abruptly rammed his accelerator, his truck made a turn and crashed into the few Eyang Taoist school's disciples, who said that the mortal people had no guts, had no kindness? The monk saved his life, and now he was avenging on behalf of the monk!
The best act of justice was derived from the most humble workman!
The sword's energy was akin to frost, as fast and lightning, so sharp it could tear the heaven apart! Similar to previously, just as the sword's mannerism was invading into Wen Leyang's body, the Poison of Life and Death surged intensely, that drove Wen Leyang's body spontaneously, in an exceedingly weak convulse, that avoided his vital parts from getting injured.
It was only the moment when the flying swords were raised, the severely injured Taoist priest spoke softly, "Don't..." Before he could finish his sentence, he passed out, the rest of the Taoist priests were under the influence of urgent fury, they completely misheard his word...
He could avoid from getting injured on his vital parts, but he could not dodge his body, the flying swords that were awe-inspiring together, mercilessly pinned onto Wen Leyang's body, all of the swords sank deep into his flesh all the way to the sword's handles.
The large truck honked loudly, yet the few Taoist priests remained unmoved, they used the dead man's gaze, as they stared gloomily towards the driver that had clumsily made a turn, that was slowly gaining speed in the large truck as he drove towards them.
Soon the large truck was approaching, the leading Taoist priest laughed, his hand pinched into the sword-control gesture, as his expression suddenly changed, similarly to the first Taoist priest, he turned into a pile of dying embers as well, his body turned limp such that he could not even stand, not only him, but every single one of the Eyang Taoist master cultivators had all turned into such appearance, the large truck that was utterly indifferent from a tame silk worm in their eyes, suddenly turned into a primitive iron beast that was moaning as it paced all the way towards them!
Within the muffled sound of a crack blood was splattering everywhere, the nine Taoist priests did not even understand what was happening, within a stretch of bright redness and metallic moaning, their bones were broken and their tendons snapped in the crash, the mild ones died after spitting mouthfuls of fresh blood, while the severe ones straightforwardly turned into flesh patties.
The nine Eyang disciples lined themselves into a densely-arranged formation, and contested with the large truck on a grand and spectacular scale, they lost.
It was unknown whether the driver's driving skill was amazing, or the monk Shan Duan was fortunate, the large truck rubbed past his scalp and plundered off, following that the truck was akin to a bowling ball, that smashed into the Taoist priest brand's bowling pins.
Within the momentary silence, within the series of tremendously fascinating events that seemed particularly precious, a full half a minute had passed, only then the sound of a hysterical shriek echoed, everyone pushed open their car doors impatiently, and ran towards the back like a swarm of bees.
The taxi driver that was pulling along Wen Leyang as they ran out of the convertible taxi was thinking, his car's damage... would it be covered by the insurance company?
Wen Leyang was like a pile of mud that sat in the car, even though he managed to avoid the injuries on his vital parts, but he was still in an unbearable pain, if he wasn't concerned about the safety of the little demon rabbit Shan Duan, he would have since passed out. The nine long swords that were stabbed onto his body, appeared slightly swollen... the fat monk Shui Jing was the first the dashed in front of Wen Leyang, he did not know what to do, when the sound of a clank was heard abruptly, a sword's handle fell down from Wen Leyang's body, only a small chunk of the charred sword's blade was left...
Soon after the sounds of clanking was heard continuously, all the flying swords that were stabbed onto Wen Leyang's body fell off, the awe-inspiring long swords had already been corroded into almost nothingness.
The fat monk Shui Jing was suddenly enlightened then, he pointed towards Wen Leyang as he stared in bewilderment, "You... are really poisonous!" Wen Leyang was aware that he was rather poisonous himself, but he had never realized that his toxicity was strong, such that the flying swords that were stabbed into his body, were corroded by the Poison of Life and Death into iron and bronze scraps, the flying swords were destroyed, the Eyang Taoist school's disciples' life vitality was scattered all over in the blink of an eye resulting in their severe injuries, only then they were crushed by the large truck's collision.
Even though Wen Leyang's body was still in severe pains, but he was in a joyous mood, he smiled so hard his face was convulsing but he appeared proud, he imitated Ji Fei and Shui Jing's usual accent as he answered, "The immortal is poisonous!"
The fat monk Shui Jing ran over and brought back Shan Duan whom had passed out from his severe injuries, he fed precious medicinal pills to Shan Duan in a great bustle, while he carefully examined Shan Duan's injuries, then his mouth cracked into a smile towards Wen Leyang, "He is injured rather severely, he will not be waking up in a short while, we must seek the old demon rabbit's help to recuperate Shan Duan!"
Wen Leyang nodded with difficulty, soon after that he asked in puzzlement, "What are you smiling about?"
"We are all alive, of course there is a reason to smile!" The fat monk answered in a logical manner.
Wen Leyang considered about it, he felt that the fat monk was right, he allowed the fat monk to take out Gu Xiaojun's name card from his chest pocket, the fat monk dialed the number then he raised the phone, when the call was picked up Wen Leyang was about to speak, yet unexpectedly Gu Xiaojun spoke in all urgency, "I am aware of the situation already, I will be there soon... you should be careful!"
As expected in a short while, Gu Xiaojun led a fleet of motorcade as he came rushing, he was jumping and scolding about in exasperation, he appeared as if he was tempted to pull away Wen Leyang to an execution by shooting, but finally he sent over some people to dress Wen Leyang's wound.
Even though Wen Leyang was severely injured, but his vital parts were intact, his wounds were all penetrating flesh wounds, what was slightly surprising to him was, his wounds were like Ning Jiao's, his blood had coagulated into bright red-colored jelly, there was no splattering or flowing, Wen Leyang was pondering about that himself, that he should be more careful in the future, that he must not spit out blood when he was severely injured, otherwise it would be embarrassing for him to spit out a mouthful of Cici Jelly.
The staffs that came under Gu Xiaojun were well-trained, they were experienced in this kind of scene and could manage with ease, none of them were surprised nor astonished, everything was managed in an orderly manner, they cleaned the surrounding areas rapidly, it was until this point, that the large truck's driver recovered from his surprise, he almost fell down from his driver's seat, the fat monk Shui Jing was quick of eye and deft of hand, he managed to catch the driver before he slammed into the ground, Shui Jing burst out laughing as he raised a big thumbs up, "Good brother, really good! What is your name, the monk will befriend a good lad like you!"
The driver had already regained his consciousness at this point, the raging veins that protruded from his forehead earlier turned into frown wrinkles, there was the smell of alcohol on his body, he shriveled backwards with slight fear, as he avoided the fat monk's huge hand, his lips were trembling as he answered, "Zhang... Zhang Xiaohua."
There were two of Gu Xiaojun's inferior staffs that walked over immediately and brought away the driver, one of them was asking him softly, "You drank some alcohol didn't you?"
The driver laughed in a manner that was uglier than crying, "I transport huge supplies and drive long distance, how can I drive without drinking... where is my glasses?"
Gu Xiaojiu inquired about the course of the event, then he switched a new car ride for Wen Leyang, to everyone's surprise the bold and dignified Gu Xiaojun, the car that he switched was no an Audi, Hongqi, but it was an old and shabby Brilliance, the driver was a burly fellow with imposing appearance filled with murder intent, he appeared very similar to Xiang Yu the conqueror overlord.
Wen Leyang, Shui Jing and the comatose Shan Duan got into the car, the 'Conqueror Overlord' started the car's engine proficiently, Wen Leyang probed his head forward with difficulty, he asked Gu Xiaojun, "Why do you always help me?"
Gu Xiaojun scoffed once, he mouthed the two words of: Xiang Liu.
Wen Leyang understood, that when Xiang Liu returned to the mortal world, there would certainly be a disaster, even though Gu Xiaojun once talked about the matter lightheartedly, but he knew very well in his heart, that since he could not take on this matter, someone else must take on then.
Even though the car appeared old and shabby on the outside, but the car was in a tip top condition, it travelled fast all the way, when they finally arrived at the foothill of Nine Peaks Mountain safely, the Wen family members had since received the news, and came down from the mountain in a large contingent to receive them.
Fourth Elder Wen that recently arrived in the mountain, Bushuo Buzo, the big monk Hope Aware and Xiaoyi, Chi Maojiu, and Mumu that had yet to recover fully, the old demon rabbit Bu Le, and even Nineteen from One Word Palace that was still shamelessly staying in the Wen family, Wei Mo that was skilled in calculation and the Wind Rain Rainbows and the others, everyone came down to welcome them home.
A Dan ran in front of Wen Leyang, his expression was rather gloomy, Wen Leyang was lying sideways, A Dan could not pat on his feet.
The group of people cautiously transported the wounded victims onto the mountain, Wen Leyang did not leave the family for a long period of time this year, after the Five Blessings' gathering in the Wen family village he left for the Gold-consuming Nest in Qilian Mountains, following that he passed through Shanghai, a series of fluctuating events with quirky twists happened, the outstanding master cultivators that were no less inferior than Chang Li appeared on after another, and the three marvels' arrangements from two thousand years ago and et cetera and et cetera, every single event was incredulous, even for someone like Wen Leyang whom had a steady state of mine, he felt physically and mentally exhausted right now, upon seeing his family members, he finally felt more at ease.
The first uncle Wen Tunhai gathered in front of Grand Elder Wen, and spoke softly, "I have already activated the mountain-sealing prohibition spells earlier." The Nine Peaks Mountain's prohibition spells, were completely destroyed during the last time when Jilong Taoist priests came to the mountain, the good hands of Wen family completely restored everything during this period of time, its power went beyond the original ones.
Grand Elder Wen nodded, he waved his hand as he instructed softly, "Return to the mountain top!"
The good hands from the Death Trademark immediately scattered off, and firmly guarded the surrounding on behalf of the rest, when Fourth Elder Wen gave a scoff impatiently, "Forget about it, we don't need that!" The enemies of the Wen family now, were already not someone that could be controlled by the Death Trademark's mortal world methods, if there really were profound cultivators that attempted to raid them, perhaps the prohibition spells would be useful, but the Death Trademark's spies were utterly unreliable.
The large contingent formed a formidable array, they had only stepped onto the pathway leading back to the mountain, when the entire stretch of mountain ridge gave out a series of swooshing sound, Fourth Elder Wen was furious abruptly, he exhaled and spoke, his forceful and ferocious voice almost tore the sky, "Which son of a bitch is hiding there!"
The prohibition spells in the forest, were suddenly triggered the moment the crowd was ascending the mountain! While no one in the crowd realized where the enemy was hiding.
A strand of amazement flashed past the old demon rabbit Bu Le's expression, he exerted his strength and power to battle the Weeping Buddha recently, his power was almost exhausted then, and had yet to fully recover right now, his body flashed and jumped in front of Grand Elder Wen, as he spoke in a low tone, "The enemy is no trivial person, I am still not detecting the person right now, it is best for all of you to send Wen Leyang back to the mountain top immediately, I will be covering from the rear!"
The maiden Nineteen of One Word Palace was valiant and heroic in bearing, she stood side by side with the old demon rabbit, "The junior shall face the enemy together with the senior!" She was just the same as the monk Bu Le, she was severely injured and had yet to recover.
The two big monks Shui Jing and Hope Aware and The Wind Rain Rainbows simultaneously jumped forward, they were all cultivators, the enemy was approaching in a spontaneous yet ghastly manner, he was not someone the Wen family's common folks could deal with.
Nineteen had been spending time and befriending The Wind Rain Rainbows recently, she was at a loss whether to cry or laugh as she scolded, "The Rainbows will stay, The Wind and The Rain will return!" Even though the seven fat men were naïve and simple-minded, but they had amazing capabilities, as for Wen Nine and Wen Thirteen, they did no possess any supernatural power in them other than the Faulty Punch.
The two silly uncles did not understand why yet they were surprisingly obedient towards Nineteen, they answered delightfully in respond then they jumped back again.
A Dan too walked forward in unstable gait, he appeared as if he was taking on everything, as he plucked off his felt cap and sunglasses and kept the items into his chest pocket, he babbled and gestured, while he managed to find time to use his hand to pat on his small chest.
The First Grandfather did not waste time talking nonsense or acting courteous, he nodded earnestly towards the cultivators that jumped forward, "Thank you for everyone's help!" Following that at the wave of his hand, he shouted beyond all doubt, "Let's go!"
Within the old demon rabbit's lowered muttering of Buddhist hymn, the Buddha's Light bloomed faintly, as soft as the water's reflection as it rippled, that spread towards the top of Nine Peaks Mountain in layers.
The big monk Hope Aware's Buddhist hymn muffled roar sounded akin to thunder, the auspicious clouds in the sky accumulated thicker and thicker, under the old demon rabbit's Buddha's Light it was already slowly transforming into the savage appearance of the Buddha.
The small inverted bell transformed into the golden bell, within the loud clanking sound that spread far and wide, the fat monk Shui Jing ripped off the rosaries around his neck and scattered a handful into the air, he shouted, "Search the mountain!" The Buddhist prayer beads shook intensely, and dispersed off in all directions accompanied by sharp howls.
Nineteen bit on her lips, her face was still glowing in a weak paleness, a streak of white-colored condensation enshrouded, that turned into the shadow of a long spear, it followed straightly behind her, and pointed right into the sky with slight proudness!
At the sound of a click, the sunglasses and the felt cap fell onto the ground, A Dan was staring in bewilderment, towards the unusual scene before his eyes unbelievably, as he patted on his chest twice habitually, only then he stopped shyly...
The cultivators on the Nine Peaks Mountain each launched their supernatural powers, but they still could not compel the enemy's shadow, the grasses and trees of the entire mountain shook more and more vigorously, the swooshing sound of leaves that was akin to a furious wave, surged continuously into everyone's eardrums, and finally within the sharp sound of the heaven breaking, every sound vanished abruptly, while the countless strong poisonous prohibition spells on the Nine Peaks Mountain, within this stretch of death-like silence, erupted soundlessly!
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