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Chapter 151: The Spatial Furnace
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The heavy obsidian doors of the Infernal Pagoda resonated with a terrifying, metallic thrum as the ancient blood-runes flared to life.

Within seconds, the open courtyard transformed into a completely sealed, spherical chamber of translucent crimson glass.

Outside, the sky was lost behind a roaring vortex of cosmic fire.

Inside, the air turned white-hot, shimmering so violently that vision distorted into wavy, unreadable lines.

Panicked screams echoed across the melting basal
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