For the time being, James set aside his thoughts about Wynton, and focused on Zella’s mention of the Chaos’ Nine Voices. He recalled the mysterious voice he had heard when first observing the Chaos Sacred Art.

Afterward, he took a seat on the Chaos Boulder.

The Chaos Boulder was truly extraordinary. As he sat upon it, he could distinctly sense a mysterious power emanating from within, enveloping his entire body. Seated on the Chaos Boulder, he began to regard the Chaos Sacred Art.

The Chaos Sacred Art’s text appeared before his eyes, and he became fully engrossed in studying its profound characters.

Right at that moment, the Chaos Sacred Art’s writings seemed to stimulate the Chaos Boulder, causing it to suddenly emit a peculiar radiance. This light enveloped James, surrounding him entirely.

In a trance, James found himself in a mystical space where there was nothing but a single shadow. The shadow sat cross-legged on a rock, deeply studying the Path.

in this place, yet at the same time, it

ears and reverberated deep within his mind. James could not find the right words to describe this voice. He had no idea what it

the second voice rang out

sounded like the crying of many infants and the chanting of countless monks. This voice had the power to unsettle any

the second voice faded away and was followed by a third voice. This third voice was indescribable, it was beyond words or any known

regained his senses, he was still seated on the Chaos Boulder, but he was drenched in sweat, with beads of

‘What mysterious voices.”

Nine Voices of Chaos, the Unrivaled Divine Secret Supernatural Art recorded in the

gazed at the floating Chaos Sacred

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