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Chapter 125 Hollowed World
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... dying leaves and the faint creak of old wood. A garden once full of life now held the stink of death. And at its center, sprawled in a pose that could only be described as violently artistic, lay what remained of Hei Yuan.
He wasn’t just dead. He was mangled, torn apart, burned in places, and dried out in others. Unrecognizable to anyone who hadn’t seen him fighting back-to-back with you in the gates of Hell itself.
I stepped toward the corpse, careful not to step in the blood th ...
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