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Cultivator of the End: I Refine My Own Death - Chapter 69 – Into the Abyss of Celestial Truths
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... beyond realms, a dark and endless chasm, where time and space existed as fragmented echoes, flickering in and out of alignment. It was the birthplace of all things—the point at which the cosmos had first taken form and where it would one day return to nothingness. The air, if it could be called air, was thick with the weight of forgotten truths, the echo of creation's first breath. It was a void, yet it was not empty. It was a place of pure potential, where the very fabric of reality unraveled ...
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