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Chapter 75: Endless passage and the Moon blooming lotus
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Oasis entered the temple, finding it illuminated by wall-mounted magic lights.

Ahead, a large door stood imposing, flanked by two smaller doors on either side.

"What is this place?" Oasis thought as he moved towards the center of the room, scanning the surroundings. "Which way to go?"

"Divine Peak," Oasis muttered, releasing his spiritual energy to scan the area.

Ouch!!!

He stumbled, feeling a spiritual attack as the energy from the Divine Peak bounced back at him.

"Damn, I can't even peek at what's on the other side," he smirked.

"Fine, I'll choose this one," he said, pointing to the door on the left.

Cautiously, he approached and slowly opened it, stepping into the unknown. As soon as he stepped through, the door slammed shut, trapping him inside.

"What happened? I can't see a thing," he muttered, trying to open the door again but finding only a wall where the door had been.

A few breaths later, Oasis calmed himself, thinking of a solution.

Twa!!!

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