"Why was the World After Death frozen here?"
Mo Ling did not quite understand Wang Chuan's explanation and asked curiously.
"This should be related to the nature of the Abyss Sixth Layer. After dead things arrive here, they do not truly come back to life. Instead, they become active 'specimens,' remaining in the state they were in at the moment of death."
"These specimens still retain the characteristics of life, but their essence is that of corpses. This includes you and me, who came to this layer—we have already been marked with the Mark of Death."
Wang Chuan explained calmly, but a gigantic wave had already risen in Mo Ling's heart.
"We're already dead?"
"This is the Netherworld. It accepts all things that have died; you can understand it that way. My understanding of the Abyss Sixth Layer is also limited, because I spent most of my time in this city. I do not know much about deeper matters. In truth, there are many things I do not understand either."
"In my view, within the Abyss Sixth Layer, the boundary between life and death is somewhat blurred. I do not really know why those dead things appear here. It probably involves a deeper essence."
"I have more important things to do and no time to study this question. I'm sorry that I cannot resolve your doubts."
Wang Chuan's explanation was indeed broad, but it gave Mo Ling a rough concept: this was a world where life and death were intertwined.
"What exactly is the Abyss Sixth Layer?"
Mo Ling's doubts only deepened. Looking at the "Sunlight Remnants" piercing through the clouds, a huge question mark appeared in his mind.
Can sunlight die too?
Can air die too?
Can stones die too?
*Can things that have already died die again? If