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Jun Laoye traced lines on the ground, comparing the fall time from the backyard of the Scripture Hall with that of the boulder. "I remember the ancestor saying the cliff we fell from was nearly ten thousand zhang high[1]. It took us almost five minutes to descend, even while accelerating constantly."
By his calculation, the chasm into which the boulder fell must be at least a hundred thousand zhang deep.
"A hundred thousand zhang?" Lu Chen's gaze swept across the east and west sides of the gorge, his brows knitting tightly. "What worries me is that the entire ravine could be that deep."
Standing beside Nantian Wan'er, Nantian Yijian shook his head. "Uh… I don't understand… not at all…"
Unable to follow Lu Chen and Jun Laoye's discussion, he turned his attention to the towering piles of skeletal remains. A gap among...
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