When the last wisps of the demonic shadow dissipated before everyone, the heavy doors of the treasury slowly closed behind them, as if shutting out the clamor and dangers of the outside world. Inside, the treasury was ablaze with light and glittering with jewels. A dazzling array of rare resources and powerful Dharmic Instruments filled the space, as though all the treasures of the world had been gathered here. That brilliant radiance, like stars fallen to the mortal realm, illuminated everyone's faces and rekindled the hope within their hearts.
Zhang Yue stood in the center of the treasury, his gaze sharp and piercing, his tall, slender frame exuding an air of scholarly refinement. A cyan robe fluttered in the breeze, and his handsome face was filled with intense focus and anticipation. His sword-like brows lifted slightly, as if they could cleave the very heavens. His voice, gentle yet resolute, echoed through the cavernous space: "We must choose carefully this time, so we can take our strength to the next level." His tone carried quiet confidence, as though he could already foresee the future when their power underwent a profound transformation.
Huowu bounced around in sheer excitement, her red dress blazing like fire, vivid and stunning as a flower blooming amidst flames. Her large, expressive eyes flickered with a brilliant glow that seemed capable of lighting up the entire treasury. She burst into laughter, her crisp, melodic voice brimming with vitality: "Ha! I'm goi…
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