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Chapter 305: Vanishing lotus Bloom.
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The northern skirmish, a clash of steel and flame between a band of traveling cultivators and a group of roadside bandits, came to an abrupt, uneasy halt—

every single head turned south.

A pulse of mana had swept through the forest. Heavy. Radiant. Terrifying.

It wasn’t just power; it was presence.

The kind that made your instincts scream.

“Without a doubt,” muttered one of the cultivators—a tall, lean man in fine silver robes with glowing runes etched into his cuffs.

He was clearly not a bandit.

“That’s coming from the Solarclaw Tiger we glimpsed days ago.”

He looked to the south, eyes narrowed.

“Someone's trying to swallow more than they can chew.”

A few paces away, amidst the bandits' side of the field, a man in dull red armor whispered harshly to the one with a black staff slung across his back:

“Boss… we need to leave. If that thing heads this way… we're dead men.”

The “boss”—a broad-shouldered man with a jagged scar over his brow and a confidence he hadn’t earned—let out a breat
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