Gao Ming had encountered many monsters on his journey to this point, such as the five Dream Ghosts feeding nearby. Each was more bizarre and chilling than the last.
"Be more specific. Was the monster you mentioned even stranger than these Dream Ghosts around me?" Gao Ming wanted an answer, even if it meant touching that black fate.
Shen Luo nodded without hesitation and involuntarily covered his ears, as though that laughter had already reached inside his head. "He transcended the bounds of humanity, an existence that has yet to be named. No existing word can describe him perfectly. I can't remember his name, only that terrifying feeling. He destroyed every old form, grew amid sickness and abnormality, and mocked life, death, and rules."
The threads of fate wound around Gao Ming's ten fingers pierced Shen Luo's blackened life like scalpels, slowly dissecting its outer layers to help him recall the information fate had concealed.
"Frenzy, anger, absurdity..." Blood flowed from Shen Luo's ears, and his pupils dilated. As though a dagger had pierced his heart, his body went rigid, unable to move. "I remember now. I remember that day, a voice could be heard throughout Xinhu Blood City. Returning Soul. Yes, Returning Soul!"
Shen Luo's words were fragmented and difficult to understand. Gao Ming did not dare probe any deeper. He had already touched the core of that Black Fate. Pushing Shen Luo further might entangle him in tremendous karmic consequences.
"Laughter? Returning Soul?" Gao Ming stepped out of the room. Beneath his skin, petals drifted through the markings of Blood City, seemingly offering him some sort of hint.
"Attention, player Number 00000 with Secondary Permissions! Returning Soul is a special talent exclusive to the Number Zero Administrator. Scanning... Activation conditions not met... Missing! Missing! Missing!"
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