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Cultivator of the End: I Refine My Own Death - Chapter 41 – The Whispering Ascendant Path
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... an endless horizon, a barren expanse of gray void that seemed to fold into itself with no end in sight. The air was thick with silence, yet it wasn't truly quiet. There was a low, constant hum in the atmosphere, like the murmur of distant voices too faint to be understood, yet too insistent to ignore. Whispers, fragments of words, disjointed memories of souls long lost—echoing through the void, carried by winds that moved in erratic, uncertain patterns.
Rin stood at the threshold of thi ...
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