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Massive sounds kept rumbling in, as though a gigantic bell were desperately pounding a bullhide drum.
The giant bell was like a pillar holding up the sky, while the great drum was like an endless ocean.
Every sound shook the heavens and earth, and every strike left people's hearts trembling with fear.
At the bottom of the Nu River, between Yin and Yang.
In this place unknown to the world, a brutal battle of offense and defense was underway.
On a huge rock sat an old woman in a Starry Sky Battle Robe. Her body was withered and shriveled, her frame as thin as firewood. Her face was sallow, and her murky eyes were webbed with thick blood vessels. She looked no different from an ordinary old woman, which clashed horribly with the Starry Sky Battle Robe she wore—a legendary garment of which only two sets existed.
Her entire body was shrouded in silver light. She stretched both hands forward, and two pillars of silver radiance, seemingly solid, extended toward the Yin-Yang Gate not far ahead. Silver brilliance ceaselessly reinforced the black gate.
Beside the old woman sat a purple-haired girl.
She was tall and graceful, with stunning features and a beauty capable of ensnaring hearts. Yet she was equally possessed of a cold arrogance that kept people a thousand miles away.
She wore the white Star Cloud Robe of Starry Sky Academy. Her clothes were spotless, as though they were washed every day. Compared with the Starry Sky Battle Robe on the old woman, which had already turned earth-yellow, it was countless times cleaner and more dazzling.
The girl formed hand seals, and a green bead floated above her head. Wave after wave of enormous red true essence poured from the bead, repairing the Yin-Yang Gate,