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... slumber. Then, he looked at the black hole again.
The light from the Lofty Prestige Mirror was gradually losing its hold over the black hole.
Having lost Yuan Zhengfeng’s and Fang Zhun’s intentional interference, the entrance of the black hole gradually began to close.
The infinite chaotic spatial flows presented a scene that was chaotic beyond belief. Yuan Zhengfeng’s figure gradually grew distant within, vanishing slowly from sight.
The old man was not tall, was maybe ...
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