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The Upper Realm of Heaven gleamed with an ethereal silver light, its crystalline pavilions floating amidst clouds that shimmered like spun gold. Dust motes danced in the abandoned palace of you, undisturbed for centuries, a forgotten testament to a deity who preferred the mortal world's humble embrace. In the Martial Hall, the air crackled with tension—the Emperor's summons had drawn officials from every corner, their whispers a symphony of gossip and speculation. Tai Yang stood at the forefront, his crimson robes billowing as he scanned the crowd, his eyes lighting up the moment they landed on the familiar figure entering the hall. A smile, bold and unyielding, spread across his face as he stepped forward, ignoring the curious glances of those around him. "Finally," he said, his voice…