Shape-shifting Cave, White Stone Cliff.
A hand slowly traced something on the white stone wall.
Lines of traces quickly surfaced.
Lin Xin stood in front of the stone wall, his expression serene, as if deep in thought.
"If the Human World is said to be above the Illusory Sea, then are we not at the bottom of the Illusory Sea?"
Yin Pengzi stood behind him and spoke softly.
"You could say that," Lin Xin nodded, "According to the gathered intelligence, our Underworld, referred to as the Underworld, is quite a large territory beneath the Illusory Sea. Beneath us, there is the Abyss."
"I once heard in the primordial myths that below the Abyss, there is the endless polar day Abyss, where countless worlds cycle through birth and destruction, but it's unknown if this is true." Yin Pengzi, the one who knew most about the primordial secrets that Lin Xin had met, also felt deeply about this.
