Remus had seemingly gone mad, boldly provoking the Herbal Pavilion.
The attention of all six major organizations and independent cultivators had now converged upon the Herbal Pavilion, a transcendent entity that held the sole connection to the sacred lands. All of them were eager to witness how the Herbal Pavilion would deal with Remus.
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Nestled among the mountains in Dasia's heartland, where misty clouds enveloped the peaks, the world below appeared as an expansive sea of white.
As one approached the mist, they would be greeted by the enchanting aroma of herbs filling the air.
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