"You're asking me? I don't know either. It seemed that, at the very beginning, some being established this place. He was like us too—a rebel... or perhaps a seeker. After all, everyone wanted to become this place's will."
"Of course, that being's era was far too long ago. No one had ever seen him; people only occasionally mentioned his deeds. Whether they were true or not was another matter entirely."
Qian San recalled the past, his face full of emotion.
"But what I hadn't expected was for this world to have such difficulty giving birth to a will. Since my time, who knew how many years had passed? I've received several thousand people like you, yet they're still trying."
"Perhaps this world chose the wrong road from the very beginning."
Qian San sighed again. Lin Jun's appearance did not surprise him; he merely lamented that he had gained another friend, though he did not know whether they truly counted as fellow travelers.
One had to know that every world cleansing was measured in hundreds of millions of years. So many seekers had existed here without a single success—just how much time had truly passed?
Perhaps, as this world continually drew other worlds toward it, it was perfecting itself while also being disturbed by the information of countless worlds. It might even have been drifting farther and farther away from giving birth to a will.
Yet there was no way to turn back now. This road had no turning back.
"You... Hiss, how strange. Why do you look more familiar the longer I look...?"
Qian San began circling Lin Jun again. The bizarre beings around them did the same; from the moment Lin Jun entered this place, they had found him strange.
"Wait, this... Hiss, right. That's it. Exactly."
Suddenly, as