The figure in white clothes and a white crown appeared at the edge of the huge crater.
Like a Daoist who has always stood here, allowing the wild wind to blow his long hair, he cast his gaze toward the pitch-black depths of the pit.
The abyssal crater, which he had forged as a mark of strength, had walls like sheer cliffs, straight and daunting. At the bottom lay a tangible darkness, still and silent, devouring light as if it were an endless, quiet black hole. Even a gaze seemed to be captured by its mysterious magic power.
Because this place once connected directly to the Earth's core, linking to the deepest "Sea of Chaos."
It is a sea seemingly containing all colors and secrets, left by the Creator of this universe, one of the nine Great Source essences, with its residual chaotic aura still lingering.
