Chapter 506
To "heal" this "lesion", for him, was equally a form of "cultivation".
His understanding of "existence" and "non-existence", his grasp of "order" and "chaos", deepened once more.
Just at the moment when the Era Wailing Well was about to completely heal.
An extremely faint, almost imperceptible "stream of information" drifted from the bottom of the well and consciously merged into Dao Ruins's fingertips.
It was not a remnant from any civilization.
It was older, more primal.
As if this "well" itself, before completely disappearing, was returning a "token of gratitude" to Dao Ruins for healing it.
Buzz!
Dao Ruins's body trembled slightly.
A "sight" not belonging to him flashed through his mind.
It was a... sea.
An endless, ink-black "sea".
This sea was the "Sea of Realms" Dao Ruins had always faced.
However, in this vision, he saw the "end" of the Sea of Realms.
It wasn't "void", nor was it "non-existence".
Rather, it was a... black "coast".
