Across the boundless void, a wisp of soul left its body, curling like smoke as it slipped into the Netherworld.
Li Ling employed the Dream-Reversing Heaven Method, using an ability unique to great cultivators to seek the Dao from heaven.
This was his first time using the method since descending into the Filth Abyss, and he immediately noticed that it felt somewhat different from before.
Did the scenes here seem a little clearer?
He did not know whether it was an illusion, but one image after another flashed through Li Ling's mind, far clearer and brighter than anything he had seen in the past.
With this method, he soon revisited the scenes of his journey into the depths of the Filth Abyss.
This was not time flowing backward, merely a reenactment of his experiences within a dream.
This world had recorded every existence down to the finest detail. Only those whose soul cultivation reached a certain level could retrieve those records through special methods.
Without a ripple of emotion, Li Ling watched the images of himself entering the abyss. His dream spirit seemed to step into them, carefully sensing everything he had encountered along the way.
Ten zhang, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang...
As the depth increased, the traces left by past masters reappeared, but the record he had in mind remained absent.
After he waited patiently for a while, however, a stirring that seemed to tug at his soul and haunt his dreams came from more than ten thousand zhang below.
It had finally appeared!
Li Ling discovered that it lay at a depth of roughly fifteen thousand zhang-a place that, indeed, only someone at the Demon Emperor's realm could possibly reach.
At this point, a subtle divergence appeared in the dream.
Li Ling had never seen this