Flesh-Weaved World.
Extreme deformity, extreme compression, extreme madness.
Labyrinths, pipes, cramped confines, darkness.
It was like being forcibly stuffed into a temporary shelter built during tunnel construction.
Claustrophobic, bleak, hopeless—staying even a moment longer could drive one mad.
Wenren Sheng saw such a place.
His Strange Seed was directly connected to Ouyang Tian's Strange Seed; everything the other sensed was within his own perception.
The moment he saw this world, his Mystic Strange Seed issued a prompt:
"You have glimpsed an utterly mad Flesh World. Mystery Points cap increased by 100, from 11,875 to 11,975."
This world truly was extraordinary. Merely catching a glimpse of it had raised his limit by 100 points.
No other world had ever been this impressive.
It seemed to lead to the truth.
No wonder Gawain and Ouyang Tian, who pursued Time Power and the Space Way, had both ultimately come here.
"Come in, come in, Peeping Tom. You are lost, weary, and exhausted."
"You need to relax. You need to let go. You need to cast everything aside completely."
"Blood and flesh, spirit and soul, love and light—all are woven together here."
"Monsters, madness, and mystery are born here."
"Despair, fear, and sorrow disappear here."
A voice burrowed into Wenren Sheng's mind and wound around it without end.
Even sealing off his five senses was useless. It still echoed in his mind.
It was attacking him.
Attacking him madly.
This was not a purely physical attack, but one mixed with an assault on the mind.
Every word, every phrase, every sentence carried incomparable power.
The moment ordinary people heard it, they would immediately descend into madness and throw themselves into its embrace.
The moment Supernatural Beings heard it, they would become lost, lose their direction, and turn into part of it.
Even