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It was the eighth day.

In the depths of the Black Abyss, Wang Shuo's brows were furrowed.

The speed at which the food was being reduced was extremely fast. Even if he tried to reduce the amount of food he consumed, the food would not increase directly. In the end, there was still a fixed amount.

Those people who followed Ye Luoling, hated Wang Shuo and wanted to dig up his ancestral grave