Zhang Ming's heart raced, and his pupils dilated.
Only the appearance of "worlds" had forced the various races to stop fighting.
Because "worlds could hide themselves."
If they could no longer find one another, wouldn't they have to call a truce?!
"Yes, worlds appeared... or rather, world consciousnesses appeared," Gu Shunjing continued. "But the Sky-Mending Stone's power did more than bring 'worlds' into being. It vastly expanded the area of the Demon God's Sea, making communication between races less convenient."
"So the Sky-Mending Stone is an important component of the Demon God's Sea. Its existence was what soothed this violent world."
Zhang Ming took a deep breath, agreeing with this theory. Then something else occurred to him. "In that case, some civilizations' idea of nurturing a world will into a true Demon God has a basis in reality?"
"Has that benevolent Demon God, the Sky-Mending Stone, already died?"
"Nurturing a world will into a Demon God... hmm, I've heard of that idea too, but it's far too difficult. Experts in this world are as numerous as fish in a river, but how many can truly become friends? Expand that to civilizations, and it becomes harder still. Everyone has their own ideas. Where would you find a perfect civilization?"
Gu Shunjing said, "Whether the Sky-Mending Stone has died completely is another target of my investigation. According to my current findings, its rules are distributed very evenly across the surface of the Demon God's Sea."
"In short, only after these events of ancient myth did the Demon God's Sea undergo tremendous changes. Generation after generation of creatures from the old myths crossed over, continually influencing the world's idealist rules, until this world domain became what it is today."
He turned toward the stone. "Mr. Stone Mama, when did you cross over? What