In its place was an ancient, silent aura, carrying the scent of bluestone and old wood.The dense forest ahead finally began to thin, and after a few more steps, Amelia's stride abruptly halted.A towering, ancient, and majestic mountain gate stood quietly before her. This was the second time she had come here.It was built from massive blue-black stones, rising several meters high. Three vigorous, archaic characters were carved into the lintel: Mistpeak Sect.Weathered by the passage of time, the stone surface was covered in grooves and cracks of varying depths, as if it had endured countless battles. Silent and solemn, the stone beasts on either side were already mottled, yet they still held their heads high.Only, the former splendor she remembered was gone, leaving behind nothing but a deathly stillness.Amelia stood before the mountain gate, her entire body drained of strength, barely able to remain upright. She could only reach out to
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