Ye Xiao had never imagined this.
That one day, he would debate the definition of the Abyss with an indescribable existence.
But to Ye Xiao, this debate mattered!
It concerned the duty and mission he had inherited from the Nameless Ancestor.
The voice came again.
This time, it said something that shook Ye Xiao to his core.
"The Abyss is all the hatred that was never chosen!"
The moment the words ended,
Ye Xiao's eyes widened to their limit!
The sentence echoed over and over in his mind.
And at last, in that moment,
he felt as though the fog before his eyes had suddenly cleared!
The voice continued.
"Hatred is the Abyss's underlying color, but the Abyss does not need hatred to drive its spread."
"When the Abyss covers an area, it absorbs every emotional remnant there, including the rejected parts and the parts that could never be expressed. Those remnants become embedded in the Abyss's foundation, slowly accumulating until they join its chorus."
"The dark foundation of the Abyss, where the three ley lines do not reach, is indeed in a state much like 'stillness.' It does not change on its own or actively respond to outside interference. But when unprocessed hatred accumulates to a certain concentration, it produces faint echoes."
"Those echoes have no target and no direction. They simply flow slowly through the Abyss's foundation, never stopping of their own accord, because that foundation has no mechanism for 'ending.'"
"That is why you can sense the Abyss's existence."
Ye Xiao's heart trembled.
His mind had gone a little blank.
"If hatred is the Abyss's underlying color, does the Abyss actively transmit hatred?"
The voice answered Ye Xiao.
"The Abyss does not actively transmit hatred, because it has no ability to project anything outward. But when a