Chapter 917: Resurrection
Radiance.
The afterglow of the setting sun.
Beyond the blood-colored great moon lay an endless sky.
Green grass, verdant earth, and brilliant sunlight swept away all gloom and bloody ferocity.
The breeze stirred, teasing their hair and robes. Looking back, the small boat rested not far behind them, yet it seemed separated by countless mountains and seas, veiled beneath the haze of an entire realm.
"This place?"
Yang Wu stared into the distance in astonishment.
He had thought the Asura treasury would be a solemn, imposing place, heavy and pitch-black.
Who would have thought it would be so relaxing? It was as though he had returned to his childhood, running carefree across green grass beneath the sun.
Tu Shan Jun frowned slightly.
He looked up at the sky.
"Is the sky of the underworld this different as well?" he asked.
A strange glint flashed through Luo Manping's eyes.
Thinking of this man's origins, he chuckled. "The five great worlds were originally separated by realm barriers, and the underworld is no exception." As he spoke, he made a gesture, pinching the hollow space between his fingers. "A realm barrier is a realm barrier."
"The five great worlds are above, the underworld below, and the realm barriers in between?"
Luo Manping nodded as he pondered. "More or less."
Then he sighed. "But no one knows which world is above and which is below. Perhaps the five great worlds were never situated in the same place to begin with. Even Void Refinement cultivators like us, who have cultivated Dharma Forms, cannot see through the relationship between the other worlds at all."
Tu Shan Jun said solemnly, "Then the underworld is not a realm barrier, but another world."
Only now did he finally understand the relationship between the underworld and the