Blood Lama's Peeping, Dancing on a Knife's Edge

The Path to Enlightenment Blood Lama walked was utterly different from that of ordinary human cultivators. Compared to them, he was far more sensitive to many things.

Not long after awakening, he noticed that a vast portion of his memories was missing, as though it had been completely erased. He had tried to recover what was lost before, but when he had first awakened, he had been far too weak.

Now that that faint, elusive sense of familiarity had risen in his heart again, he began searching once more.

He delved into his own heart, excavating things that had once existed but could no longer be recalled.

Very quickly, he followed the trail to the deepest part of his heart, where there lay an abyss like the Land of Returning Ruins.

Within his inner world, countless things that felt both unfamiliar and strangely familiar condensed into balls of light flashing with images, then fell into the abyss.

This was the Heart Abyss. To ensure sufficient purity and prevent stray thoughts from affecting his cultivation or himself, all unimportant distracting thoughts, even memories from the past, would continuously fall into the Heart Abyss.

Likewise, if he wanted to recall something that had fallen into the Heart Abyss, he had to personally descend into it and find it.

Standing at the edge of the Heart Abyss, Blood Lama still felt lingering fear when he recalled how he had nearly been swallowed by nothingness the last time he went down.

But ever since hearing the rumor spread by that powerful madman, an inexplicable sense of danger had surfaced in the depths of his heart.

As he fell into the Heart Abyss, the balls of light that descended alongside him illuminated the darkness. Yet as they fell, their radiance grew weaker and weaker until