On the Xuanguang Platform, winds and clouds converged.
The originally mottled flagstones had been cleaned to a spotless finish overnight by the disciples of the Yunjian Sect, and further reinforced with formations, faintly shimmering with spiritual light.
All around stood fluttering banners of various colors, snapping in the wind. These belonged to the renowned sects of the Xuanxiao Continent, each securing a place for themselves at this Myriad Swords Assembly.
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