gbing Island Center, at the bottom of a dead volcano.The surrounding area was pitch black, but the area illuminated by the white light remained bright. One could clearly see part of a gigantic skelet..."Hiss!" In Jin Long's mind, a blurry figure gradually overlapped.

dizziness.

Chaos.

Illusion........

The monk seems to still be chanting.

...Poirot...

Jinlong wants to drive the voices out of his mind.

The sound of a noisy recitation.

There are also two women that said

"Wait for me to come back...."

Constant echoes, all voices intertwined, overwhelming.

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After updating the content, please refresh the page to get the latest update!"No." Lu Cheng pondered for a moment before ultimately rejecting the proposal. "Taoding can't be said to belong to me alone. From the Pre-Qin period onwards, our Hundred Schools of Thought have reache...