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.

if James had physically appeared in this place, yet at the same time,

describe this voice. He had no

first voice ended. However, the

was much more distinctive. It sounded like the crying of many infants and the chanting of countless monks. This voice had the power

was indescribable, it was beyond words or any known emotion. It was harsh and jarring,

snapped out of this state. When he regained his senses, he was still seated on the Chaos Boulder, but he was drenched in sweat, with beads of perspiration

‘What mysterious voices.”

the Nine Voices of Chaos, the Unrivaled Divine Secret

gazed at the floating

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