'This is… similar to the Abyss?' Wang Ling thought as he touched the ungraspable purple energy.
A power that violently tries to rip apart anything that gets in the way. Wang Ling stood in its middle, unable to control. His qi, or rather, his existence's essence was still very well rooted with life.
In a single place, Life and Death flowed, his qi became one, blue and purple, living yet not. From his body, it subconsciously leaked out of his body. His thoughts far away, something from within clawed its way out…
[Is she still her?] Wang Ling thought to himself… not expecting an answer, or at least one that comes in the form of words. Nothing echoed, nothing responded, but Wang Ling could feel it begging from the depths of the Void, [I see… but, not yet…] Wang Ling said as his sight now rooted on a single existence.
