664 Temptation III

Core of the Sea of Oblivion.

At the dark heart of the Sea of Oblivion, the enormous Skinless One Long slowly crawled in circles around Zhang Rongfang, endlessly speaking words to persuade him to open the passage with it.

Its voice was gentle at times, sonorous and forceful at others, and sometimes it stirred resonance like that of family, brimming with powerful persuasion.

Zhang Rongfang stood at the center, his twin wings slowly flapping as he sank into thought.

The sky grew darker and darker. The Sea of Oblivion had never known the light of day; only a faint glimmer from the Great Abyss shone down, exceedingly blurred.

Yet even that light waxed and waned with the gray-black vapors steaming from the sea.

At intervals, countless gray-black giant hands flew from the sea, forming wave-like surges that rushed upward.

Those densely packed black hands seemed to be trying to grasp something, futilely swinging upward without pause.

Standing at the island's edge, Zhang Rongfang could already see slender black hands flying out of the seawater and stretching toward the sky.

They let out agonized wails and despairing howls.

"Do you see them? Those are the Forgotten Ones." Long let out a shrill sigh. "They have lost everything, lost their memories, and been forgotten by the beings of the outside world. And you—"

It turned to look at Zhang Rongfang.

"If you remain in this world, this world on the verge of destruction, then one day, sooner or later, you will become like them. You will forget everything you once had, and everything outside will forget you as well. Because you never came from here. Compared to the lifeforms here, you were always an outsider."

Zhang Rongfang remained silent.

There was no doubt that its words had struck the deepest part of