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The Thundershock Bow lay quietly on the jade platform, its azure bow emitting a faint glow.

Daoist Master Shui Jing stood up with a 'whoosh'. His eyes were ice-cold. The temperature of the passageway he was in had plummeted drastically. In the blink of an eye, it was covered by a layer of frost. Crack * The wooden chair was crushed into ice crystals under such low temperature