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That ethereal, pure Zen aura continued to spread. Before long, it had reached more than a thousand miles away, even surpassing the previous boundary of sixteen hundred miles. Only after passing that mark did its spread begin to slow, finally coming to a halt at seventeen hundred miles. At Lu Xiaotian's current level, every tiny improvement was precious, like adding a foot to a hundred-foot pole. Yet this time, his range had increased by more than a tenth.
Within the domain, the wind and sand fell still. The spirit plants stubbornly growing between the rocks shook their delicate leaves, brimming with a little more vitality.
At that moment, Riftwind Gorge was like a colossal vortex, greedily sucking in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The low-growing spirit plants that had once survived only in the cracks between rocks seemed to be stirred by some mysterious force, slowly flourishing. Before long, Riftwind Gorge, which had looked like a barren wasteland, had gained a great deal of green.
Within the several-hundred-mile expanse wrapped in sand and dust, part of the area was occupied by the Illusion Spirit clone comprehending the Great Yan Fire Scripture and using the Formless Profound Fire Pillar to deploy the Profound Fire Trapping Formation. Another part was a sea of azure flames formed from the Brahma-Luo True Fire. The seven Demon-Suppressing Towers stood solemn and imposing. Four of them glowed with a gentle light, their radiance gathering with the