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Demonic Cultivation: Devouring Ten Thousand Demonic Beasts - Chapter 52: A Saint’s Last Words
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Chapter 51: Elder Guo Lanfeng
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... > How long have I been here...? Five years? Twenty years?
In truth, I no longer remember.
Time has no meaning in this place. The sun does not rise, and the moon does not fall. The air itself is stagnant, thick with ancient malice. The longer one remains here, the more the mind begins to slip, and memories dissolve like mist. Even my own sense of self has grown faint.
I was not always like this.
Years ago, though how many, I can no longer say, I had just broken thr ...
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