The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1986

The whispers seemed to carry a mysterious rhythm. It was like a woman mumbling something in your ear.

One could vaguely guess that she was describing something. But he couldn’t even hear a word.

What’s going on?

Jagoan’s first reaction was that something was wrong with the thing on the 15th floor. But soon, he denied this idea.

There is absolutely no problem. It should be difficult to understand…

After making up his mind, Jagoan immediately calmed down. He looked up at the white mark in mid-air.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

The white mark, like the line swept by the end of the handwriting, was gradually shortened at this moment. It felt like a burning incense stick. As time passed, the incense stick gradually became a little late.

Seeing this, Jagoan suddenly understood.

That’s right. It must be talking about something…

What I need to do is to comprehend the contents of these words in a limited time…

Jagoan immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, concentrated all his attention, and listened carefully. The female voice, which was murmuring without any emotion, was vague.

Time passed little by little.

Jagoan still couldn’t hear the most ordinary words clearly. But he was not anxious at all.

would use his brain to think about the changes in the upper and lower syllables, trying to distinguish

went on, the changes in the syllables seemed to produce a mysterious Taoist Sense, making him no longer struggle with the content of each word,

had become

now inside the big ball. The inside

echoed out in the

the flickering light spot in front of him

closed at this moment,

begin to breathe in and out according to the lines.

resonance was formed unknowingly. As the resonance occurred, he suddenly opened his eyes. He found that

became palm-sized light spots. These light spots were of different colors. They rotated slowly around him, sometimes close and sometimes

at hand, but they made Jagoan feel that he couldn’t touch them. Some light spots were obviously far away from him, but they made Jagoan feel that they

He only hoped to come into contact with these light spots before the

thinking

female voice’s chanting and narration were no longer pure in Jagoan’s ears, but more like a rhythm. All the syllables formed a very obscure melody that contained some the Great

Great Tao… The Great Tao… The

like he had grasped something. But because of

are the

on the

the Great Taos, only comprehend them. What I comprehended is my

is the strongest

after another was

I mastered before was not mine at first. Later, with the help of Jagoan’s father, it burned it with its Kylin True Flame. In addition, my own Tao

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