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The enigmatic whispers seemed to form an unseen divine path, beckoning Luo Feng toward the ultimate secrets of a Martial Cultivator.

"This is..."

Luo Feng's awareness was enveloped by a world brimming with floral scents. A gentle breeze caressed his face, prompting his pores to open eagerly, inhaling the fragrances with abandon.

At the end of this scented trail, the whispers persisted

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