This extraordinary journey gave Wang Shi a new understanding of the world.
"Who exactly are you? Are you really Demon Ancestor Luohu?"
Demon Ancestor Luohu looked at Wang Shi strangely.
"Of course I am. This place is simply rather special. It holds my undestroyed soul, and my soul resides in this coffin."
"For certain special reasons, I barely managed to revive, and only then did I return to the Primordial World."
Wang Shi frowned.
"Then what exactly is this place?"
He knew nothing about this place and struggled greatly to understand it.
Demon Ancestor Luohu fell silent.
"Probably a graveyard! Stop letting your thoughts run wild. All you need to know is that we're on the same side. I bear no hostility toward any of you or the Primordial World."
"Actually, parts of my memory are missing. I only recently remembered that such a place existed."
"Let's go. The truth about this place is meaningless."
Wang Shi very much wanted to say that it did have meaning.
But in the end, he said nothing.
The group continued traveling through the pitch-black ocean in silence.
After changing direction several times,
they finally returned to the Primordial World.
The moment they entered the Primordial World,
Wang Shi was somewhat surprised.
Only about an hour had passed.
Clearly, time flowed differently in that place.
And once the sunlight disappeared,
Wang Shi touched the stone wall again.
It had already become an ordinary stone wall.
"Can we still enter this place?"
Wang Shi pointed at the stone wall.
Demon Ancestor Luohu shook his head slightly.
"There's no need. There will never be any need again."
"I hope I never enter this place again for the rest of my life."
"Let it vanish completely. It would be best if even the memories disappeared."
His words