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In the pitch-black tunnel, there was an old stench everywhere. All kinds of weird auras and wind sounds made Nanmen Feng's body feel depressed and his head was dizzy from overusing his soul power.

Nanmen Feng didn't know how long he walked for. Perhaps he had two hours, or maybe it was just a short fifteen minutes.

Suddenly, a weak shout rang out, causing Nanmen Feng to suddenly wake up a bit

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