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As soon as the curse left her mouth, it was considered a great violation for Dong Guifei, a nun who adhered strictly to her vows.
But at this moment, she could no longer care about such matters. Her long, cascading hair whipped upward, sharp as blades, piercing the ground beneath.
The paper figures that were drawn upward began to stabilize, faintly gaining a footing of their own.
And yet, Chaos remained unsatisfied, stretching out its sound.
A thunderous roar erupted, shaking the heavens. The drawn-out tone accompanied an overwhelming suction, thousands upon thousands of souls swept by shadowy winds were pulled into Chaos's gaping maw.
Dong Guifei struggled to hold her ground. She suppressed the surging effects of the medicine, barely stabilizing herself, yet her peripheral vision caught a subtle detail.
The ground was splitting open.
