At the instant his consciousness drifted away.
Bai Heng was able to glimpse a complete starry sky.
He lay beneath that sky, the stars expanding and contracting like red blood cells as they sang, while a abyss of flesh and desire spread before his eyes.
Within that filthy, chaotic starry sky stood a bizarre colossal tower made of flesh and Naraka, hidden amid the meat.
Like the Tower of Babel in ancient religious scriptures.
People fired bricks thoroughly and used stone mortar in place of clay, building a towering tower in Babylon. From then on, no one would ever lose their way. Looking out across the vast wilderness, one could always see that brightly lit tower, where hammers and nails worked day and night without cease.
Just so, this colossal tower had become the only landmark in this Naraka world.
Bai Heng remained in that silent, uncanny world, unaware of time's passage as the chanting of ancient scriptures beside his ears grew ever more intense.
It was as though someone was preaching within this Sea of Suffering Naraka.
Though Bai Heng had never heard this language before, as time passed, he gradually came to understand its meaning.
"Birth, aging, sickness, and suffering all return to death. The suffering of the living lies in having an end. The suffering of the aged lies in its inevitability. The suffering of the sick lies in death's nearness. Thus, birth, aging, sickness, and suffering mean the existence of death. Where there is death, there lies the root of suffering."
"Those sentient beings are confined by their mortal forms, like prisoners cast into cages, suffering the punishment of three afflictions. I now plant the Eternal Life Divine Tree, that they may be freed: life without end, age never arriving, death returning to life, severed from