The butterfly had gone mad, determined to perish together!
Sob, sob~
Sob sob sob... sob sob sob...
The sound of weeping came from nowhere, drawing nearer from afar.
Heaven and earth suddenly darkened.
It was that moment when the sky was neither fully dark nor fully light, poised upon the border between night and day. Ancient legends said that at such a neither-yin-nor-yang hour, the gates of ghosts opened wide. This hour belonged to hell and the Kings of Yama.
Countless sheets of white paper fluttered down, drifting outward in the wind and gradually blanketing the entire world.
In the sky, a muddy river appeared from nowhere and surged toward the distance. Within it, departed living beings wore numb expressions as they rose and sank step by step in the water, walking away into the distance.
A terrifying aura spread in all directions.
"Yellow Springs River..."
Jiang Ding said coldly.
This was the Yellow Springs River of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Great Dao, one of the universe's foundational Great Dao Rules. Any living being dragged into its waters would be condemned to eternal damnation.
Jiang Ding saw Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Lord, trapped in desperate straits, tear off her left butterfly wing and turn it into a dao marker that beckoned the living beings of Yellow Springs. Her right butterfly wing rotted and decayed, exposing white bone as it transformed into a soul-summoning banner, drawing the gazes of countless ghosts within the Yellow Springs River. Their eyes were strange and sinister.
"Roar!"
Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Lord, struggling without end, let out a shrill howl and set herself ablaze.
Splash...
The Yellow Springs River gurgled onward, yet its course abruptly shifted as it poured this way. The countless numb ghosts suddenly became savage, shrieking in unison as though that Youth in