Chương 615: Descended

Although Ling Ping'an's consciousness sank into the game cabin, he didn't follow the guidance of Nightmare Realm as usual.

Instead, he tried to find his own path and project his consciousness into the void through the game cabin.

Just like a babbling child trying to walk for the first time.

It was a little difficult for him to try.

The void was filled with chaos.

There was no light, no color, and no direction.

Chaos was like water that flooded the place.

It was as if he had returned to his mother's womb, and also as if he was drowning in the depths of the ocean.

Ling Ping'an was looking for a direction in it.

From time to time, he could hear some ravings that came through the chaos.

Crazy, twisted and filthy ravings.

He knew that those ravings were the wails of a sorrowful and decaying universe.

It was also an invitation.

An invitation to the primal chaos that devoured all worlds to dine.