Chapter 57 Second Child

"What exactly is It? Is It some god with extremely formidable power, or perhaps an even higher existence?"

The curator of the Sapphire Library was situated on a spiritual island within the third ring of the Spirit Realm.

The elder's blue robe shimmered with specks of stardust; he flew in mid-air with hands clasped behind his back, navigating through the many figures, while the feather pen and black leather book floating beside him silently recorded everything that occurred.

For several years, he had been immersed in the Spirit Realm, continually exploring and experimenting, even going as far as "dying" several mental incarnations.

Each layer was like an immense labyrinth, only by finding and passing through the corresponding Spiritual Gateways could one's consciousness enter the next layer.

The curator had attempted to draw maps, only to find that the spiritual islands and Spiritual Gateways often changed without apparent pattern, or perhaps the pattern had yet to be discovered.