"This ritual that reverses Demonic Beasts originally didn't exist in the world."
"According to our current theories, even if someone specialized in researching this field, it would probably take two or three hundred years to discover this ritual."
"This ritual was told to me by Yug."
Yuna and Lu Cang walked across the empty white sea. The vast, white expanse looked like burned-out joss paper, a pale ash-gray.
This was the Secret Sea, a place where nothing existed. Even revisiting an old haunt, there was nothing worth revisiting anymore.
A place destroyed by Bai was simply that thorough.
"Yug..."
Lu Cang chewed over the name in his mouth.
Yug, in Lu Cang's eyes, was indeed a little too deliberate.
Lu Cang believed he had no real intersection with it, yet Yug had given him a great deal of extremely valuable intelligence.
If Lu Cang had relied on his own power and had not used Yug to search for it, who knew what year of the monkey and month of the horse he would ever find it.
And even the ritual to restore his parents to their original state had been given by it.
"Yuna, what do you think Yug is really like?"
In truth, this question should not have been asked.
Yuna was now Yug's disciple. Asking her what Yug was like... it seemed unlikely to produce any other answer. He could hardly speak ill of someone right in front of that someone's disciple.
"Yug... mm, how should I put it? I feel it should be good."
Good.
What a pure adjective.
"It should only have a desire to pursue knowledge. Apart from that, I can't sense any other desires."
"And it doesn't like us adding other forms of address to its name."
"Either address it by its full title,