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... whispering, was it meant for everyone, or was it only whispering to him?
That voice was too sudden, carrying endless fatigue, and concealed an unspeakable sense of antiquity, as if it had been baptized by years and left panting in the world.
A giant abyss spanned the front, pitch black and endless, it made one’s heart palpitate upon gazing, as if it could devour all gods and creatures, immeasurably profound.
Qin Ming discreetly observed the nearby people, wanting to see i ...
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