The deep sea.
It was the deepest part of the world, where the traces of time lingered and countless ghosts unwilling to depart wandered.
Some said it was the realm of nightmares; others said it was an illusion of the void.
Some pursued the deep sea, while others rejected it.
Yet it was undeniable that the deep sea truly existed—indescribable, eerie, warped. This had long been the impression it left upon people.
It was said that even gods lay buried within the deep sea.
The moment one touched the deep sea, one might come into contact with the domain of gods and learn mysterious knowledge that had never existed in this world.
Danger, chaos, madness, distortion, illusions...
Just as its name suggested, the deep sea was like an endless ocean. Everything would gradually sink into it, utterly devoured and assimilated by boundless darkness, until even the final trace vanished completely.
The Annihilation Cultists worshipped a nameless god and sought to summon the deep sea into the present world, allowing those nightmare-born entities to devour all things.
In the end, however, they had been stopped by the tide.
Some time ago, Luo Chuan had even taken a stroll through the deep sea in a dream. Other than being especially dark and especially quiet, he had not felt anything particularly unusual.
The direct result had been an invasion of the Shadow Realm by the deep sea.
Of course, there was no need to mention the outcome. Empowered by Origin Mall's many products, those visitors from another world had soon gone back where they came from.
Under artillery fire, all living things were equal.
So...
"What does it have to do with me?"
Luo Chuan truly did not think he had anything to do with the deep sea... Well, all right, he did