Xu Changxing pondered for a long time before murmuring:
"So that friend of High Person Sanshou actually died fighting Abyssal Demonic Beasts.
But since he knew about this, why didn't he retrieve his friend's remains and bury them?
Did he think this battlefield was his friend's proper resting place?
Or did he consider this entire world his friend's tomb?"
Xu Changxing had meant that last remark as a joke to lighten his mood.
After all, there was another name for such a situation: leaving a corpse exposed in the wilderness.
Yet after those words left his mouth, his emotions began to stir again for some reason.
Xu Changxing stood stunned for a moment before realizing why his state of mind had wavered.
He had suddenly realized something: although this world had endured the scouring of who knew how many millions of years, the immortals' remains here had barely changed at all.
This seemed to mean that no living person had come here in all those millions of years.
Xu Changxing immediately recalled something else.
During his exploration just now, he had not discovered a single living creature, nor had he even seen a soul capable of moving.
A world of deathly silence, apart from being somewhat spacious, did not seem entirely unsuitable for use as a coffin.
At this thought, Xu Changxing could not help freezing slightly.
Before today, he had never imagined that anyone would use an entire world as a tomb.
Yet the sight before him gave him a vague sense that this seemingly inconceivable conjecture might very well be the truth.
This realization suddenly brought home to him the gulf between immortals and mortals!
Cultivation and lifespan were not the only differences between immortals and mortals.
Although the vast majority of immortals had cultivated their way up