Chapter 327 - Chapter 327: He is dead

I've never liked entering my soul sea. It's empty and desolate; you can't see anything but an endless white void, like snow. If you walk in a straight line, you'll never stop, as if this place is truly infinite. I feel very lonely here, sad, and every time I enter, guilt overwhelms me, like a terrible reminder of my selfish decisions that led to my parents' deaths—a terrible nightmare that strikes my heart and my mind. That's why I hate my soul sea so much. It's empty, lonely, full of solitude, full of sadness, and a memory that seems like it will never fade.