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.

handwriting disappeared. Jagoan still couldn’t hear the most

the changes in the upper and lower syllables, trying to distinguish what

syllables seemed to produce a mysterious Taoist Sense, making him no longer struggle with the content of each word, but to feel

mind, Jagoan felt that his body had become light, as if he had entered

the big ball. The inside wall of the ball was a colorful

female voice echoed

in front of him and listened to the female voice in the

the middle of the big ball. Although his eyes were still closed at this moment, Jagoan felt that as time passed, there seemed to be lines in front of him. These

out according to the lines. At the same time, the spiritual Qi in Jagoan’s body

occurred, he suddenly opened his eyes. He found that the big ball with mottled light

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

that he couldn’t touch them. Some light spots were obviously far away from him, but

about what these light spots represented. He

thinking and

female voice’s chanting and narration were no longer pure in Jagoan’s ears, but more like a rhythm. All the syllables formed

Great Tao…

had grasped something.

lights are

me on the 15th

can teach the Great Taos, only comprehend them.

Dao is

after another was currently jumping

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 contained the will of destruction and killing, so I completely integrated

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