"Doctor Gao said this tunnel's appearance had nothing to do with the Deep World. At first, it was entwined with power from the Endless Mortal Worlds. Were there also many people in the Mortal World controlled by Fate who wanted to resist it?"
The Deep World wanted to open a path to the Endless Mortal Worlds, and some in the Endless Mortal Worlds hoped to reconnect with the Deep World as well.
Having mastered two kinds of rules, with a will surpassing that of ordinary Dream Ghosts, Gao Ming was powerful even among the unspeakables. He gazed into the pitch-black tunnel. This return was unlike any before it.
His eyes, which housed the two gods, Past and Future, slowly opened. Dream Rules and Grotesque Rules sank into the tunnel, as though lighting one lamp after another to guide Gao Ming forward.
Gao Ming stepped forward, listening to the water dripping overhead. It sounded like time itself.
The Deep World had Time Blood City, but the rules of time in this tunnel were completely different from those of the Deep World.
"Doctor Gao was right. The power that built this tunnel—or rather, tore this rift between two worlds—doesn't belong to the Deep World." All his memories of death had fused together. Gao Ming felt as though he had wandered this sunless tunnel countless times. He should have known every corner intimately, yet after his strength broke through a certain limit, the tunnel looked vastly different to him. The dust-covered walls were filled with all kinds of strange symbols. They belonged to an entirely different system of power from the Deep World's ghost markings and divine patterns, making Gao Ming feel both threatened and strangely at ease.
Step by step, he reached the center of the tunnel. The School Bus lay overturned