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Chapter 419

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Su Xuan did not expect that after comprehending the secrets of the Phantom Music Box, his soul would be pulled inside by the power within. Inside the Phantom Music Box is a small world. Although it is a world on a spiritual level, such a method is truly beyond what people of this age can achieve. However, if one associates this with the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden mentioned in the original work and includes that theatrical version, one can only say that the waters of this world are deeper than imagined.

Although it is currently a Wu Xia world, if placed in the ancient era, I fear it is not as simple as just a Wu Xia world.

Whether it is the Phantom Music Box or the Seven Luminaries of the Azure Dragon, they are not objects of this age, but ancient relics from a thousand years ago. Their existence might even far exceed a thousand years; they might be existences from an even more ancient period.

Listening to the old man's words, combined with the three-hundred-year time limit, Su Xuan quickly thought of one person.

Three hundred years ago was precisely the era when Mozi was alive.

The old man before him was wearing black and white Mohist robes; without a doubt, he was a member of the Mohist School. Combined with the fact that the Phantom Music Box ended up in his hands, his identity was self-evident.

The Mohist founder—Mo Di!

Su Xuan's eyes flickered with surprise. He had never denied Mozi's attainments in mechanical arts, but he had not expected that Mozi's personal strength had actually reached such a realm.

Sealing his own soul into the Phantom Music Box and not dissipating for three hundred years, existing within it for a full three hundred years—while there is the peculiar reason of the Phantom Music Box involved, the strength of his soul was also unexpected.

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