Jie asked Lanlan from behind,
"Why?"
Jie said indifferently,
"It depends on how long the thing that fell in has been dead. If it just died, it's bright red in the swamp; if it's been dead a while, it's crimson; if even longer, it becomes dark red... finally, it turns black..."
He pointed to a pitch-black water surface,
"Once it all turns black, it can give birth to more demons!"
"Give birth to demons?"
Lanlan turned to look at Jie, and Jie said calmly,
"That's how it is in the Demon Realm. Disappearing in death, and being born again in it... Of course, the demons born here are very low-level demons. Only when they fight and devour each other, among thousands of low-level demons will one slightly higher-grade be born. Then it crawls out of that black quagmire to fight with demons of its own rank, trying to become a higher-grade demon. Naturally... it can also be devoured by demons higher than itself..."
"Hmm..."
