Li Ye felt like he was falling.
It wasn't a physical plummet, but a more fundamental disintegration. His flesh twisted, and the Soul Well boiled as if his entire being was being dragged into the abyss by some indescribable force.
More bizarrely, this mutation wasn't a simple erosion but a... return.
Like a drop of ink dispersing in water, eventually fading into invisibility. His consciousness, memories, and will were all being pulled by this force, as if collapsing him back to his most primal state. No thoughts, no self, only pure "origin."
"Only by twisting can you see your true self... Face reality, Champion, and embrace your... true end!"
A whisper echoed in his mind, like truth, yet like the Ravings of madness.
In that instant, Li Ye inexplicably thought of his sister, Li Yunyan.
In her eyes, all life forms were indescribably bizarre monsters.
Is this the real truth of the world?
No, it's a truth imposed by some existence!
"Go and talk to the Blood God and others!"
