In contrast, it was the cultivators who established the Netherworld by practicing with the rules of the heavens and earth.
Of course, such a world consumes much less of reincarnation, and the World Will is willing.
Ghost souls were driven, walking into the endless mist.
Not far away, the Wangchuan River surged endlessly, the river water presenting a bizarre dark red, thick as blood, with rolling waves emitting a pungent bloody smell.
The water roared on, its sound like muffled thunder, as if countless grievance-filled souls were struggling and howling painfully at the river's bottom.
A thick layer of fog shrouded the river's surface, making it appear bottomless.
Endless ghost souls wandered by the riverbanks, gazing at the waters with eyes full of deep fear and longing.
The Naihe Bridge stretched across the Wangchuan River, old and worn. The bridge body was built with black stones, covered with moss and traces of time.
