A Spirit’s Request

Xue Wei's brows were furrowed as he listened to the history of the Ghost Realm. He had never expected that things would end up like this, but he did feel that this realm was not suitable to exist.

"The Ghost Realm was made with the best intentions in mind, but the Black Turtle Clan misjudged their own abilities. This is a realm on its own, but at the same time it is connected to the world of the living, and thus it can merely be considered a pocket dimension attached to the real world.

"Those who enter will have to constantly struggle to keep existing, but this realm is unable to accept anything living.

"I can imagine that plants, beasts, and even the Black Turtle Clan have ended up dying. The only trace of them left behind is likely this forgotten city."

Xue Wei narrowed his eyes and nodded his head. It was indeed true that no living beings had been seen since he entered the Ghost Realm, but he still felt that it was a sad fate.