Seizing the Other Shore Flower

The so-called Yellow Springs was corpse water.

The last time Ye Xiwen had seen the Yellow Springs flowing had been on Ten Thousand Demons Island. He had no idea how many people had died for Yellow Springs on that scale to flow.

Yet the Yellow Springs before him was absurdly vast. At a glance, it stretched for at least a hundred miles. When a person died, their corpse might secrete some corpse water, but the amount was pitifully small. To form such an enormous Yellow Springs Lake, how many people would have had to die? Though it was not as massive as the one on Ten Thousand Demons Island, it was still horrifying enough.

The entire Yellow Springs Lake was eerily still, without a ripple or wave. Only three crimson flowers floated upon its surface, shaped like upside-down umbrellas and giving off an enticing fragrance. They were breathtakingly beautiful.

Other Shore Flowers!

Ye Xiwen sucked in a cold breath. Though he had never truly seen an Other Shore Flower, he knew the legends surrounding it. The Other Shore Flower bloomed for a thousand years and withered for a thousand years; flower and leaf were forever staggered, never meeting through life after life. The Other Shore Flower bloomed on the other shore—what could one do before the Bridge of Helplessness? Those walking toward the land of death tread upon these mournfully beautiful flowers on their way to the prison of the netherworld.

Other Shore Flowers were guiding flowers that grew beside the River of Oblivion, the only flowers in the Netherworld. Legend said that they bloomed only in the Yellow Springs and were the sole scenery along the road to the Yellow Springs.

Therefore, there was only one kind of flower that could bloom within the Yellow Springs: the Other Shore