"Can we talk?"
Gu Xi thought for a moment, then finally spoke.
In his voice, Gu Xi used some of the techniques he had mastered, allowing it to reach straight into another person's soul.
That way, even if their languages did not match, they could still clearly understand what Gu Xi meant.
The three of them glanced at Gu Xi. One of the mummified corpses, clearly male, shielded the other two—one large, one small—behind him.
"What do you want to say?"
"I wanted to ask what exactly is going on with you. I came here from the Living World, and along the way I couldn't see any people in the Living World or any ghosts in the Underworld. Has everyone in the entire world been erased?"
"You came from the Living World? Are there still living people there now?"
The mummified corpse looked at Gu Xi, then finally asked in puzzlement.
"No. I didn't find any living people."
Gu Xi shook his head firmly.
The mummified corpse really wanted to say, Aren't you a living person?
But in the end, he still did not say it aloud.
"Yes. They're all gone. The living, the dead—all gone."
At that point, Gu Xi asked, "Can you tell me exactly what happened?"
The mummified corpse hesitated, then finally said, "Actually, this was all Fate..."
It turned out that for more than seven hundred years after Great God Yi sat down amid the ruins of Bronze Tree, the social environment of the Living World had already stabilized. After all, Great God Yi was no longer mad. As long as one did not appear within three thousand kilometers of Great God Yi, nothing would happen.
The farther away from Great God Yi a place was, the better people lived.
Some places had even begun to