The stone chamber fell silent once more.
A stormy sea churned in Ye Wudao's mind.
Yuan Yi had said that this world was a virtual Trial Grounds. Once Unregistered Ones completed their missions, they could leave and travel to the Real World.
Yet this Unregistered One from the previous era claimed that so-called departure was merely entering the cycle of the next era. No one had ever truly left this world.
The two accounts were diametrically opposed.
Which one was right?
"Ancestor, what else did he say?" Ye Wudao's voice was somewhat hoarse.
"He said many things." Fuxi spoke slowly. "He said that the legacy of the Unregistered Ones had existed since the very first era. In every era, some people would be chosen to become Unregistered Ones. They were told that this world was virtual, that they were inspectors chosen by the Real World, and that as long as they completed their missions, they could return to the Real World and obtain true bodies and immortality."
"Over countless eras, the Unregistered Ones had believed this without question. They diligently completed their missions, searched for trial-takers, and then, at the end of each era, passed through the Gate of Departure into the next era, losing their memories and starting anew."
"No one had ever questioned whether it was true."
"Until he appeared."
Fuxi's gaze fell upon Ye Wudao, his eyes profound.
"He was the first to doubt the mission of the Unregistered Ones."
"He spent an entire era verifying it. He traveled to every corner of that era, explored the boundaries of the world, studied the laws of Origin Chaos, and even risked approaching the Gate of Departure at the end of the era to sense the aura beyond it."
"In the end, he reached a conclusion."
"What conclusion?" Ye