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nged strangely, the book in his hand slowly decayed, and strange and inexplicable music appeared. It looked like a wave was ing in. his ears.
It was the sound of an unknown instrument. It was music to the ears, but people found it unpleasant. It penetrates deep into the soul, but at the same time it burns the soul. this is not the kind of music that should exist in this world, but rather the sound that humans are blessed with.
Fang moku suddenly recovered from his engrossed state of reading when he realized that the ``black travelogue'' in his hand had pletely disappeared. he suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill invade his entire body. It was so stiff that it was difficult to move. Just thinking about it made him want to stand up and take action, but he knew he just couldn't do it. I lost my balance and fell to the side.
the spot where I fell wasn't soft, but it wasn't hard either. the visible ground was a path of dazzling white light.
``So get used to it.'' As Fan mu looked at the familiar yet nostalgic scene in front of him, a forgotten memory slowly appeared in the back of his mind. I finally remembered that he had been here many times, but after I left here, I blocked these memories due to excessive fear.
when Fan mu heard it, a bone-chilling, soul-eating music could be heard exploding inside that grand door.
``this is the entrance to the ultimate abyss, and beyond that is the gate of the ultimate abyss?'' Fang mu's breathing becam
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