What was there supposed to be at the very end?

Qianye had imagined countless answers before, but he had never expected this.

That darkness was immeasurable—it was boundlessly heavy and capable of accommodating all existences. Qianye didn’t know what was inside, or rather what was not inside.

It could be considered nothingness, it could be considered a singularity, and it could also be considered everything.

It was capable of holding down the entire river with its tiny volume, allowing the waters to exist in a stable state within the void. All of the water flow in the void would return to this point one way or another.

This was the first drop of blood and the...