Even an Old Ancestor could find the loneliness of missing her husband unbearable...
Even an Old Ancestor could have the wild arrogance of a melodramatic teenage girl...
Even an Old Ancestor could harbor so much resentment and helplessness...
This abyss seemed to have become a hollow tree into which people whispered their secrets, holding countless private matters and offering a window into their hearts.
Yet Li Ling's attention was soon consumed by this puzzle, and he could not shake it for a long time.
Before he knew it, his body slipped downward again, carried deeper by the swirling waters of the Filth Abyss.
He suddenly discovered, to his surprise, that his body had changed once more.
His fully grown male body gradually became that of a youth, then a child...
The child appearance emerged!
At some unknown point, his body had returned to its original spiritual appearance, taking the form of the child celestial aspect with three heads and six arms.
The scale of the Filth Abyss's waters seemed to expand all at once. Distances of a few chi or zhang flashed past, soon becoming tens, then hundreds of zhang.
Depths beyond the endurance of ordinary people became an open road. Effortlessly, he passed three thousand five hundred zhang, four thousand, five thousand...
By now, he had already far surpassed Core Formation and entered the domain leading to Nascent Soul.
Fewer and fewer people could leave writings here, and their contents grew more concise and refined.
When he reached ten thousand zhang, the scenery before him abruptly changed. The enclosed, well-like walls of the deep shaft vanished, replaced by a boundless vault.
This was an open expanse of sea like the void of the cosmos, limitless in every direction and filled with endless darkness.
"This feeling... seems familiar?"
Li Ling