There is no concept of time "there".

There is also no terrain at all.

It's a paradoxical to the original chaos.

Heaven and earth, cold and warm, good and evil, everything is mixed into one, so it contains the mother of the world of omnipotent possibilities, the primordial chaos.

It wasn't until not long ago that "he", who had experienced something firsthand, knew that his "hometown" was an imaginary space, a space with a paradoxical omnipotence from the original chaos.

Chapter 125 of "Xingyue: The Protagonist I Pushed Is Hanging Again": It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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