Qiu Xinhui nodded: "Precisely the fragments of Mountain Sea torn to shreds by Dao Yan."
"The last evidence that Mountain Sea once existed."
"Like sand and pebbles, dispersed in the darkness. Perhaps it is the Realm of Eternal Silence's intention, as a testament to its own achievements. Or perhaps..."
"A threat to us, the last resisters."
Qiu Xinhui smiled.
"Like the dead coral at the ocean's bottom, continually battered onto the shore by rolling waves."
"Among these occasional fragments, though I stand at the end of Mountain Sea, I can witness the glorious scenes of its past."
"In addition to..."
"The memories you bring from afar."
Li Fan seemed to understand.
The Mountain Sea Last Saint before him managed to weave his understanding of Mountain Sea with mere scattered pieces from the past.
It's truly hard to imagine what heights he might reach if he lived in the normal time-space of Mountain Sea.
