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... clad in white robes, carrying a fragrance pouch at his waist, his face frosty and devoid of any emotion.
He was handsome, as if untouched by the passage of time, leaving no traces behind.
His long, white hair hung to his waist, resembling silver strands that shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight.
Most captivating were his eyes, which always carried a trace of unresolved melancholy.
Above his head, the Merciless Dao prevailed across the sky.
An inexplicabl ...
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