The Past and the Certain Kill

(P.S. This barely counted as the equivalent of two updates. Tomorrow, I'll see if I can manage the equivalent of three.)

The curtain... it really was a fucking curtain!?

Wu Pifu had always thought the curtains the Ascendant Bodies spoke of were merely a metaphor, some act of concealing the truth or some other abstract thing. But... it really was a curtain, like a backdrop!?

Before Wu Pifu's eyes, the world in front of him seemed to be torn open like a canvas.

Because of the great battle between the Ascendant Bodies, the demon race's ambush, and Chu Minghao's arrival, this region of the Mountain and Sea Realm had been beaten into a mess. Mountains and rivers had collapsed outright. If this had happened in the cosmic space of the Absolute True Layer, a planet would probably have been shattered. But the Mountain and Sea Realm was simply too vast. Outside this region, the other areas still appeared as landscapes of clear waters and green mountains.

Yet when the curtain was torn past its critical point, what lay exposed beneath that canvas was a terrifying hell!

Countless masses of flesh, bones, metal, rotten matter, vomit... along with innumerable things Wu Pifu could not even describe—things he would not recognize even if he saw them—were tangled together. Most terrifying of all...

These things were alive!

Whether flesh, bones, metal, rotten matter, vomit, or those utterly unidentifiable things, they were all alive. They possessed life... if what Wu Pifu saw and sensed could be called "vitality."

These innumerable different things intertwined, forming a strange sense of balance. Countless horrors—pollution, erosion, distortion, mutation—counteracted and sustained one another. Especially with so many different negative forces entangled together, they instead appeared harmless and ordinary from the outside.

Most importantly, Wu Pifu knew these things. He