Something was wrong with this world!
After Su Changsheng's wisp of consciousness passed through the Blood-Colored Portal, the world he saw was a gray world shrouded in endless gray mist: the Gray-Matter World.
There was no sun high in the sky, only a gigantic eye that constantly dripped blood.
Layer upon layer of black liquid flowed across the earth. It was even denser than the Black Sea of the Black Tortoise Yao Realm, possessing unimaginable power to contaminate and corrode.
A substance resembling cremation ashes constantly fell from the clouds, but before it could reach the ground, it turned into layers of gray mist. Perhaps this was also the source of this world's gray mist.
This was a gray world!
Death, oppression, distortion, inversion, decay, disorder... for a moment, Su Changsheng could not find a suitable adjective to describe what he perceived.
Yet this very world was filled with vast numbers of Human Race thoughts. They were so densely packed that the sight made his heart pound with dread. Some even seemed extremely powerful, faintly approaching the level of those immortal spirit thoughts.
It can't understand what I'm saying?
And its power seems to have suddenly increased while communicating with me. This Human Race thought looks even more distorted...
Su Changsheng gazed at the Human Race thought before him, which had suddenly become somewhat deranged, his mind racing.
Out of caution, this wisp of his consciousness had chosen to communicate in human language. After all, this was suspected to be the Human World. Would speaking the Demon Race's language not amount to confessing without being asked?
What he had not expected, however, was that although he could understand this Human Race thought's human speech, it clearly could not understand his, even when he communicated in the same human language.
Why