Who is speaking?
Within the entire dust-sealed, bright world, ripples occasionally surged and fluctuated out from those giant skulls. Were they sleep-talking?
Seventeen epochs ago, the final resting place of the old saints—viewed from afar it was brilliant, viewed up close it was bloody. All the light blossomed from flesh and blood, bones, and the like.
"You might be thinking too much. There is nothing at the end of deep space. Where would any malice come from? Myth decays, the supernatural collapses, there is no constant state, and it has been so since ancient times."
"No, there is. I once successfully escaped alive from the Great Dao Vortex of the Supernatural Light Sea, and experienced it firsthand. On the other side, at the end of deep space, there must be something carrying malice."
"In the laboratory, the single six-time limit breaking monster went off the rails, killed everyone there, and escaped."
More than one person was speaking. Many light-rains churned up intricate scenes, presenting themselves hazy within the bright world.
Wang Xuan had originally been about to leave, but now he grew quiet, stopped at the edge area, and looked at the grand world beneath the "glass pane," listening silently.
However, he also felt wave after wave of heart palpitations and extreme unease, as if ripples were fluctuating and expanding toward his side, and he sensed them.
He could only temporarily force himself to exit the six-time limit breaking state. Instantly, he could no longer see the bright realm; the so-called "glass pane" and the sleep-talking voices all disappeared.
In his eyes, this place was pitch-black and dead.
*Can only some of the true scene be seen after six-time limit breaking? Is this an ancient world arranged and sealed by the old saints before their death, or a place