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With a wave of his robe, the old man summoned countless auspicious clouds that surged upward. With just a press, he extinguished the raging demonic flames below.,On the summit of Ling Mountain, within a small temple capable of holding only one person, a long sigh echoed: “Fellow cultivators of the Taishang Dao, this matter has nothing to do with my Buddhist sect.” He then voluntarily released his golden lotus, allowing the Taiji diagram to examine his aura.,“Therefore, whatever was originally prepared to conceal the divine soul's calculations is now far too inadequate.”。