A pure and holy silver burst forth just before the deep black tide surged toward her, filling her entire field of vision.
The impact of the collision between the two rule-level divine powers caused Qian Yuelong and Tang San to feel slightly dizzy at the same time.
Frosty white eyes slightly closed. Not far away, Tang San, sensing a strong threat, let out an inhuman roar. His head, which had mutated and grown black spots and scales, turned and precisely locked onto the uninvited guest who had entered his divine domain. His eyes, whose pupils were completely covered in black, were exposed to the flowing black tide.
The filthy and chaotic malice is like a dark watercolor painting, which is a serious form of mental pollution even at a glance.
A turbid, highly polluting divine force burst forth from His eyes.
As Qian Yuelong adjusted to the surge of immense power, she raised her eyes. Her frost-colored pupils, imbued with a profound divinity, reflected the divine power impact that was beyond the reach of human eyes. A semi-transparent golden lotus phantom condensed and spun out from her fingertips.
"Bang!"
Two divine attacks of equal magnitude collided. The Black Tide was like an overloaded silicone vessel, unable to bear the force yet forced to be contained, twisting and deforming like clay being kneaded.
"BOOM—!!"
The pale golden lightning tore through the thick black clouds surging above the Lima Plain, and the immense power between heaven and earth, which was like a natural disaster to mankind, gathered and flowed, forming a huge, cold blue full moon as countless people looked up.
What is that?
"moon?"
How can there be a blue moon?
"But isn't it still daytime now?"
People were filled with fear and unease, and wisps of black mist unconsciously emanated from their bodies, flowing towards the distorted black tide and providing it with nourishment.
The overwhelming negative emotions surged like repeated tides to an unprecedented height.
Having returned to her normal human form, Bibi Dong, holding the Scepter of Funds, stood atop the hundred-meter-high city wall, watching the towering waves that could easily engulf the entire Jialing Pass. She took a deep breath, focused her energy in her dantian, and directed the Soul Masters who had retreated to the vicinity or inside the city wall to support a massive Soul Power Barrier in preparation for resisting the Black Sea.
"Everyone, hold Jialing Pass to the death!"
The escape speed of the Spirit Empire's army was far slower than the expansion speed of the Black Mud. She could escape, but everything she had done to reach her current level would be meaningless!
A mad, resolute glint flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.
Under no circumstances should we back down!
Outside the moat of Jialing Pass, Yue Guan, half-covered in blood and covered in wounds, watched the rolling black waves. His body was enveloped in a dark, bloody light, and he held up the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum in his Martial Soul True Form.
"Whoosh—"
With a whooshing sound, Yue Guan raised his blood-stained face and looked at the several figures enveloped in powerful soul energy that were relentlessly pursuing him. A desperate gamble was revealed in his eyes, and his dark ninth soul ring hummed continuously.
Having lost his sect members and, in effect, his only son, Tang Hao's eyes turned bloodshot. He swung the Clear Sky Hammer, which was disproportionate to his size, and together with three other Soul Masters who were willing to risk their lives for revenge, smashed it towards the moonlight.
"Yue Guan! Prepare to die!"
"Sixth Soul Skill—!"
"Fifth Soul Skill—!"
"Eighth Soul Skill—!"
"Ninth Soul Skill—"
The soft yellow petals were smeared with an ominous crimson, and Yue Guan coughed up a mouthful of blood. Bleeding of varying degrees appeared in her ear canals and nasal cavity.
"When the flowers fall, my heart breaks!"
A dense crimson light, centered on the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, exploded like a dazzling firework in the night sky, engulfing him and the other three.
With his meridians injured by the Clear Sky Hammer and other soul skills, Yue Guan raised his blood-stained face and looked at the enemy who had taken the brunt of his ninth soul skill. His eyes revealed the satisfaction of his successful revenge, mixed with a deep sorrow and a tiny hope. He crashed to the ground like a kite with a broken string, his limbs and bones all shattered and unable to move.
Yue Guan, who was almost embedded in the pit, heaved violently, coughing up a large amount of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, which flowed down his cheeks.
Tang Hao and his group weren't much better off.
Having already lost an arm and a leg, his only remaining arm was also blasted into pieces by Yue Guan's ninth soul skill. The strange poison of the Qi Rong Tong Tian Chrysanthemum quickly invaded his body through the wound and spread the toxin.
Even if Tang Hao hadn't been cut in half at the waist by the blood-red light slash like the unlucky soul master next to him, he would have been crippled even if he hadn't died.
A massive shadow loomed over the area, life slowly ebbed away, and Yue Guan, trapped in a state of waiting to die, saw the black mud sea about to collapse in his eyes. His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.
The rolling black waves, like a pack of hungry tigers and wolves, roared in, and rows of towering waves, far exceeding a hundred meters in height, filled the field of vision.
Tang Hao, still unable to avenge his great grudge, glared with bloodshot eyes as waves crashed down.
"Whoosh—!!"
Countless black, sharp, ghostly hands emerged from the sea of mud, dragging both the living and the dead into an even darker abyss.
Yue Guan closed her eyes resignedly, her expression serene and peaceful.
The black tide greedily surrounded them, and the black ghostly hand almost touched Yue Guan's arm, preparing to drag him into the nest of death. At that moment, one colorful lotus shadow after another spun out from under or beneath the people who were about to be swallowed by the black tide.
Like spring flowers, blooming in vibrant colors, they rescued one person after another from the shadow of death.
"I...I'm not dead?!"
What are these?
"lotus?"
"Quick, look up there!"
"The moat of Jialing Pass!"
Amid exclamations of surprise, golden, holly, misty blue, emerald green, cherry red, and pale purple light mists intertwined in front of the soul power barrier formed by the soul masters, creating a dazzling and dreamlike spectacle. It resembled a cocoon of light or a seed, peeling away its colorful outer layer to reveal its original form.
The elders in the Elder Hall stared intently, their faces filled with disbelief.
"That is..."
"lotus..."
Bibi Dong murmured to herself.
It's Yuelong! It's Yuelong!
Standing behind Bibi Dong, Hu Liena's eyes welled up with tears. In her misty vision, a strange yet familiar figure was exposed to the air as the lotus petals unfolded.
The mithril moon pattern, imbued with a certain power of rules, is faintly visible among the layers of frost-white skirt, while the same-colored bodice is also adorned with cool pendants and mithril silver dark patterns.
Her snow-white waist, exposed to the air, was adorned with a crystal bead chain. A misty white fog enveloped the serene moonlight, casting a hazy glow that outlined a light and flowing feather robe that draped around her arms. A ring of stars surrounded her, like a divine wheel.
Her long, silver-white hair, curled into elegant arcs, was bathed in a platinum-gold halo, resembling stars and the moon surrounding twinkling celestial bodies.
Silver-blue crystal chains strung together pure white downy feathers, transforming into a crest that fell between the silver-white hair. Between the golden wings on the forehead, a vertical golden crescent moon appeared, faintly flowing with a touch of dark blue and silver-white luster, revealing its final form.
She raised her right hand, holding up a golden lotus flower that was untouched by any other colors.
The colorful light emanating from the lotus petals diffused across her delicate features, like a deity enshrined in a temple. A strong sense of divinity permeated her eyes, revealing a pale purple pupil color that belonged to Qian Yuelong after being infused with divine power.
[Hand Accessory: Set "Oracle" Piece - Divine Might (S-Rank) - A lotus blooming at your fingertips, representing the eternal faith of this world.]
(Passive: Time and space stop on the designated target, consuming 1000 Faith points per second)
[Handheld: Set "Oracle" Piece - Undying Star (S-Rank) - Prayer will become the spark of the world, held in the palm of the divine child, healing wounds.]
(Passive: Heals all marked allies within range, costing 500 Faith each time)
The moment the hidden quest for the set was activated, Qian Yuelong's bottleneck at the third level of the Breaking Spirit Realm shattered, and she stepped into the fourth level, "Taiwei".
The fourth realm of the Heavenly Evolution Technique, "Taiwei," enhances the affinity with the Great Dao, and the spiritual power breaks through to a threshold even more terrifying than in the previous life, even allowing one to transform the power of heaven and earth for one's own use.
Even though her soul power had only broken through to level 1, for Qian Yuelong, who had entered the fourth realm, the level of soul power cultivation was no longer particularly important.
With her current level 97 soul power cultivation, she can now mobilize the power of heaven and earth, a feat that would normally require reaching the level 99 demigod realm.
The angels' main authority and power originate from the sky and the sun; the sea god is the ocean; the Rakshasa god is the dead and evil; and the Asura god is blood and slaughter.
As successors to the divine throne, once Qian Renxue and her companions reach a certain level of affinity with the divine throne, they can use the authority of the gods and control a portion of their power.
The same applies to Qian Yuelong.
The S-grade set is completely fused and bound to Qian Yuelong's soul.
There is no need to inherit any god's position, nor is there any need to worry about power.
She is now a true god!
With a slight thought, Qian Yuelong raised her eyes to look at Tang San, who had completely ascended to the status of a Fallen God. She mobilized the power of heaven and earth in this world, and the cold blue full moon floating in the sky emitted a serene light in response to her.
The divine pressure that suddenly descended upon the entire Lima Plain and Jialing Pass caused the raging black tide to freeze for a few seconds.
"Moon Refinement".
Two ethereal sounds escaped from Qian Yuelong's lips.
The condensed moonlight gathered in the blink of an eye, and the moon, which seemed so distant in the sky, became a deadly natural disaster that was within reach. People looked up at the sky in terror.
The cold blue moon suddenly split open from the center of its base, spilling out translucent moonlight that cascaded down like a waterfall onto the murky, deadly black mud.
Like a melting reaction of fire and ice, the black mud sea began to twist and shrink.
People could even hear sharp, terrified, inhuman screams coming from the center of the mud sea.
They were overjoyed to discover the rapidly receding black tide amidst the background screams and roars.
Just as I was about to shout out my joy at surviving the ordeal, I suddenly heard another bell-like roar that struck my eardrums hard, making me dizzy.
The protective mud that had submerged the body receded, revealing a dark red, fleshy texture resembling raw meat, like armor covering the entire body.
The terrifying, long, black scales grow irregularly on the neck, back, arms, and even the sides of the face.
Large and small black spots covered his once handsome face like scales. Tang San, who had completely fallen into godhood, could no longer be seen as human. His violent and bloodthirsty pure black pupils showed no humanity, only sticky malice and killing intent.
Those who looked directly at Tang San, the Fallen God wielding the corrupted power, experienced varying degrees of mental breakdown. Some even suffered severe convulsions, their limbs and bodies twitching uncontrollably, their eyes rolling back as they collapsed to the ground, resembling someone suddenly struck by a serious illness.
For the vast majority of humanity, the Black Tide, which posed a deadly threat, has been defeated.
Standing in the center of the lotus platform, Qian Yuelong looked indifferently at the inhuman Tang San. Just as she was about to make a move, she paused slightly, turned her head, and looked into the void as if sensing something.
It transcends the dimensions of space and the barriers of the world.
A pair of pure, divine, light purple eyes collided with the depths of another pair of blue-purple eyes filled with a strong sense of Dao.
It is ethereal and vast, like an unchanging star path in the universe, full of dangerous shadows and thorns, with no end in sight, yet it still attracts people to explore.
The wide, dark blue sleeves fluttered like outstretched butterfly wings, with bizarre and exquisite patterns blooming on the snow-white skin, and also revealing half of the snow-white wrist.
Like spilled ink from the starry sky, it shimmers with a strange light, and staring at it for too long can even make you feel dizzy.
Like Tang San, who became a fallen god and possessed the power of corruption, but also different.
The former's pollution plunges people into an abyss of extreme evil, while the latter is demonic and full of unknowns.
The gazes of two otherworldly beings, standing in the Douluo Continent yet seemingly at a crossroads, met.
Without any explanation, the two children of another world, standing in the Douluo Continent yet seemingly at a crossroads, met each other's gazes and instantly understood everything that was happening in each other's worlds.
"It seems that my sister from another world has finally lost."
Qian Yuelong, who had read the fate line of another parallel world, looked at the sadness that appeared between her brows, but it quickly faded away.
In another parallel world of Douluo Continent, a newly ascended demon god, who had broken through the barriers of the world and achieved great success in his cultivation, slightly shifted his gaze, piercing through the world's barrier, and saw the battlefield of Jialing Pass, where war raged and corpses littered the ground.
The demon god paused for a moment, then looked at Qian Yuelong. His eyes reflected a figure that bore a striking resemblance to Qian Yuelong, and his lips parted slightly:
"You still have a chance to change your fate."
He refers to 886, who intercepted Qian Yuelong halfway and brought her to the Douluo World.
"If you were given a different path, would you regret becoming the child of the gods?"
The Demon God knew very well that this being whose aura was incompatible with his own had the ability to break through to godhood and forcibly leave the Douluo World halfway through his journey, but he did not understand why the other party did not do so and continued to shoulder the responsibility of "God's Son".
Upon hearing the Demon God's question, Qian Yuelong chuckled softly. The intense divinity on her exquisite face faded slightly, replaced by a touch more humanity.
He stepped over the demons, treading upon the piles of corpses ahead, leaving behind only a trail of blooming flowers, running in the opposite direction of Him.
"I do not regret embarking on this path."
Ascension does not signify the end, but rather a new beginning, a new starting point, in the journey to another great mountain.
Just as He came into this world, He chose to take on new responsibilities.
Because this is also a new form of spiritual practice.
Qian Yuelong closed her eyes, and the faces of those with whom she had formed a bond flashed through her mind.
He exhaled softly, opened his eyes, paused slightly, and said to the demon god behind him who was lost in thought:
"By the way, victor. May I make a small request of you?"
"In exchange, if I win this battle, I will share a portion of my creation merits with you. In this way, the other faint soul dormant within your soul can also come back to life, okay?"
The demon god's aura faltered, and the gaze falling on his back became scorching.
"If you agree, please treat the other citizens of the Martial Soul Empire who survived this war with kindness."
Time will tell.
"Now, I too will go and put my principles into practice."
"Wishing you a bright future as well."
As the last words fell, the invisible barrier that had been blocking his path shattered, revealing Tang San's ferocious appearance and the devastated battlefield riddled with holes.
He raised his hand, and nine imposing soul rings emerged, with the last golden ring spinning faster.
"No.-"
"younger sister."
The clear yet familiar voice traveled across several kilometers and into Qian Yuelong's ears.
Qian Yuelong paused, as a feather-like light and shadow suddenly entered her field of vision.
"...angel feathers?"
The Serpent Spear Douluo reached out uncertainly and caught a piece of light feather.
The next second, brilliant and warm golden light pierced through layers of clouds and mist, forming a huge burning sphere, like a rising sun, illuminating excited faces.
At the center of the rising sun's rays, a halo of true fire from the sun surrounded Qian Renxue, who was adorned in golden angelic armor.
Her golden hair flew freely in the air, creating unrestrained arcs.
The mark of the angel's assessment, imprinted between his eyebrows, was obscured by a golden gemstone ring.
Above the ring, there are seven ripples, forming a crown-like forehead ornament.
Feather-like patterns spread across every part of the Angelic Armor, and six pure and translucent golden wings stretched out and fluttered slightly, surrounding the inextinguishable true fire of the sun, burning in a misty haze.
Golden ripples emanating from Qian Renxue drew perfect arcs in the air, resembling a golden sun at first glance.
Qian Yuelong, surrounded by a ring of stars, also looked up at Qian Renxue.
It's like the sun and moon, which truly coexist in the same sky.
One is the blazing sun, the other is the serene moon.
The next second, the real fire flickered, and a series of sonic buzzes filled the air.
The golden light arrived in the blink of an eye.
The blazing sun rushes towards the moon, standing shoulder to shoulder with it.
Qian Renxue spread her five fingers, and the golden angelic holy sword appeared out of thin air, which she grasped in her hand, pointing it at the battlefield. Her clear and cold voice was tinged with a gentle and carefree quality unique to Qian Renxue.
"Let's do it together."
Qian Yuelong withdrew her gaze, her long, curled, frosty white eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings.
"good."
The golden crescent moon pattern between her brows lit up, its intricate golden lines blooming on Qian Yuelong's skin like divine markings.
The enormous lotus beneath his feet hummed with colorful light, changing shape until it transformed into a lotus umbrella that Qian Yuelong was most familiar with, which fell into his palm.
His childhood intuition was correct.
The true form of the Floating World Golden Lotus is neither a plant martial soul nor a mutated six-winged angel martial soul 2.0, but rather a manifestation of the countless merits it gained in its previous life for upholding the Great Dao.
Unlike before when it was neither painful nor itchy, now the merit divine power containing the pure power of the rules of grace is the natural enemy of Tang San's black mud!
"Buzz—!"
The true fire instantly subsided, the moonlight momentarily disappeared, and the two bursts of divine power simultaneously propelled their bodies, transforming into two meteors, one golden and one white, that streaked towards Tang San, who had broken free from the lock of the dual divine auras.
The intense golden light, like sunlight, melted and distorted the filth clinging to the blackened surface of the Sea God Trident artifact, which had been contaminated by Tang San.
Driven by his survival instinct, Tang San summoned a large amount of black mud with the ability to pollute and devour, preparing to protect himself while also concentrating his divine power on the filthy black trident. In the blink of an eye, he met the dense attack from Qian Renxue and Qian Yuelong.
"Bang bang bang—!!!"
A series of loud, clanging explosions rang out in the air.
Even the elders at the Title Douluo level couldn't clearly see the process of their battle. Only Bibi Dong could catch a few streaks of sword blades and sense how intense each collision of those three terrifying forces was.
In the fierce battle, taking advantage of the gap in Qian Yuelong's attack with her swirling umbrella, Qian Renxue used her burst of divine power to completely lock onto Tang San, who was trying to take advantage of the accompanying black mud to fish in troubled waters.
He bit his tongue and spat divine blood onto his angelic sword. His body seemed to swell several sizes as a result, and with another loud bang, his angelic armor shattered instantly.
Like molten gold, it gathered into a golden-red flame halo that swept outwards.
The power of the true fire of the sun, formed from the shattering of the angel's divine armor, finally condensed in the air into a seraph wielding a holy sword. The divine thought that erupted from the seraph was the purest pressure, and golden-red light enveloped it. The seraph's huge six wings instantly closed, and the terrifying energy contained within turned the surrounding space into a distorted and chaotic color!
"Ninth Soul Skill, World-Burning Golden Lotus".
As Qian Yuelong recalled the lotus umbrella, a golden halo floated out from beneath her feet. The golden moon mark between her brows and the circular ornament on Qian Renxue's forehead revealed the true marks of an angel, and an unspoken understanding and resonance of divine power spread between them.
The enormous golden-red lotus instantly closed its petals, turning back into a bud. It then rapidly expanded into a complete sphere, transforming into a blood moon of the same size as the radiant sun condensed under the Seraph Sword, and crashed into Tang San!
"Combined Soul Skill: Sun and Moon Shine Together!"
The fighting instincts almost etched into his soul made Tang San, who felt extremely threatened, instantly condense all the spirit rings he had acquired, unleashing a special secret technique passed down from the Clear Sky Sect—the Ring Explosion—with the power of a god.
Qian Yuelong's eyes turned slightly cold. The passive effect of "Divine Might" was activated. Tang San, who was about to unleash a full-force attack to confront Tang San, slowed down in place. Time and space around him entered a state of stillness as 1,000 faith points were reduced per second.
But in just four seconds, Tang San forcibly broke free from the lock of "Divine Might".
A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of Qian Yuelong's lips as she suffered the backlash.
However, during those few seconds of downtime, the time allotted for the Sun and Moon to shine together was already up.
Tang San, who hadn't completely destroyed all his spirit rings, could only replenish his divine power and grit his teeth to charge forward.
"BOOM!!!!"
The three colliding forces created an unparalleled shockwave that spread through the air.
A halo of light, mixed with wisps of murky black amidst a golden-red hue, erupted instantly, even causing the clouds a hundred meters above to evaporate and disappear in this single strike.
The enormous buzzing sound made even Bibi Dong, a demigod, feel a tightness in her chest, dizziness, and tinnitus.
Although the explosion occurred in the air, the terrifying pressure still caused everyone below the Title Douluo level to fall to the ground, trembling and unable to move.
Under the devastating combination attack that drained divine blood, Tang San's ferocious body was blasted into pieces of flesh and shreds by the massive impact. Half of his head was shattered, emitting blackish-green bubbles that were essentially the same as black mud. He barely managed to stay alive by clinging to his filamentous flesh and blood.
The white feather robe of Qian Yuelong, who was standing in front of Qian Renxue, was stained with spots of blood. Her figure swayed slightly in mid-air and fell backward, where she was supported by another hand that had been scratched and bony in the collision of divine power.
"well enough?"
Qian Renxue's voice was slightly hoarse as a trickle of golden blood spilled from the corner of her lips.
Having almost directly withstood the entire shockwave, Qian Yuelong shook her head, swallowing the metallic taste rising in her throat. With just one glance, Qian Renxue understood what Qian Yuelong wanted to express.
"Buzz—!"
The blood-stained Angelic Sword was raised and thrust unstoppably towards Tang San, who was left with only half a head and barely clinging to life.
At the same time, Qian Yuelong gently raised her hands, and a transparent six-pointed star appeared between her palms, emanating a serene and gentle healing light centered on her.
[Beep—Hidden quest for the outfit complete.]
The half-head, imbued with a powerful aura of pollution, was annihilated by the burning flames of the sun.
With 500 faith points deducted, the healing starlight washed over those marked as allies, and even the most severe injuries healed at a visible speed.
The same is true of Qianrenxue.
He exhaled a breath mixed with the smell of rust, released his spiritual power, and after confirming that Tang San's aura had truly dissipated, he looked in the direction of the Star Luo Empire. His cold and majestic voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it was overwhelming and spread throughout the entire plain.
"The Fallen God is dead, and the victory of the Spirit Empire is inevitable. People of the Star Luo Empire, listen carefully. You have two days to consider whether to surrender or resist stubbornly and bring about your own destruction."
"The saint is benevolent, and the sword of the angel who protects will only be aimed at those who insist on starting wars and preventing change."
"All troops belonging to the Martial Soul Empire, retreat!"
Qian Renxue bypassed Bibi Dong, the Empress of the Spirit Empire, and issued the order directly.
Bibi Dong looked at the two people standing side by side, her eyes closed, her heart filled with mixed feelings of relief and joy, or something else entirely.
A few seconds later, she opened her eyes again, calmly looking at the Star Luo Empire whose morale had collapsed, a resolute and burning light flashing in her eyes.
Because she understood that a new era of glory and a cultivation frenzy were about to begin!
Before ascending from Douluo Continent, she will fulfill her original ideals and push the Martial Soul Empire to new heights.
......
Watching the Star Luo army retreat in defeat, a sudden, intense tremor ran through his body.
Qian Renxue subconsciously glanced at her younger sister beside her, taking in Qian Yuelong's equally stunned expression. Her voice tightened slightly: "Yuelong?"
[Host, our main quest is complete. You are ready to leave this world at any time, taking with you the "Oracle" set as a quest reward.]
886's hesitant voice rang out, drowning out Qian Renxue's shout.
Qian Yuelong blinked, meeting Qian Renxue's worried gaze. After a second of silence, she asked, "After I leave, will I return to the world I was originally supposed to ascend to?"
[Hmm...well...since I intercepted you, host, you probably won't be able to go to the world you were originally supposed to ascend to...] 886's voice trailed off, then suddenly rose again:
[But host, don't forget! You've received a hidden quest reward! The world consciousness you now possess grants you the freedom to choose your ascension world!]
They are still quite conscientious qwq
'Then let's wait a little longer.'
Having received the answer, Qian Yuelong shook her head at Qian Renxue to indicate that she was alright, a gentle look appearing in her eyes.
'Now that I've taken on this responsibility, I'll see it through to the end.'
There's still a lot left to do.
It's not too late to ascend after everything in Douluo Continent is finished.
Unlike his previous life where he cultivated alone and ascended to immortality alone, this time, perhaps he will no longer be alone.
"Let's go home first, sister. We still need to bring Grandpa back to life."
Qian Yuelong took Qian Renxue's hand and said casually.
"Leave the rest to Mother and the others."
The sudden feeling of palpitations gradually subsided as the warmth of my palms warmed my heart.
Qian Renxue looked at her younger sister's delicate and indifferent profile, and a smile slowly appeared on her lips.
"good."
Then they can take a short break.
......
[End of article]
—A side note—
After two grueling days, fueled by my obsession with the collaboration, I finally pulled an all-nighter to finish the ending.
Thank you for accompanying Wenwen this far. Regarding the update issues and the rapid plot jumps, please refer to the epilogue in the next chapter.
(Note: The author's closing remarks are not part of the main text and will not be included in the payment.)
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