The cyan-jade staircase shattered into stardust beneath their feet, and Ye Shuli dragged Jiang Ye out of a four-dimensional fold by his belt.
At the edge of the floating island, the bronze Compass pointed to the third quarter of the Mao hour, while twelve circular water curtains enveloped the Mirror Lake where the Spirit Realm Sage resided.
"The wound coagulant has failed." Jiang Ye flicked his bleeding bandage, and the data streams kicked up when his silver blade pierced the shore rocks formed a Klein Bottle model in the air.
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