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... eng continued to ascend.
He soon reached the ninth level, coated with a thick Blood Flesh Fungus Blanket.
He manipulated gravity to push open the sturdy doors forged from radiant stone, and a warm wind mixed with the smell of blood spilled out, scattering the few locks of hair hanging by Su Heng’s ears. His gaze remained unchanged, for he was long accustomed to the sight of the squirming crimson flesh before him, feeling no discomfort whatsoever.
Passing through a curtain ...
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