A frustrated sigh escaped Yun Lintian's lips. The revelations from the scroll and Lin Yitong's deductions painted a far more intricate picture than he'd ever conceived.
"Senior," he said, his voice thick with worry, "the Chasm of Uncreation… how do we even begin to contend with an entity like that?"
Lin Yitong mirrored his sigh with a helpless shake of her head. "I confess, I have no answer."
Yun Lintian opened his mouth, words failing to form on his tongue. The weight of the situation pressed down on him, leaving him speechless.
Lin Yitong met his gaze. "But giving up isn't an option. We simply take things one step at a time. Whatever the ultimate outcome, we can at least say we tried."
"Yes," Yun Lintian inhaled deeply, willing himself to calm. Life had to go on.
Lin Yitong dropped another bombshell. "I've detected recent activity from the Primordial God Tribe. They're heading for the God Tomb, apparently drawn by something within."
