I flew through the smoke. The sky and everything around me were dark and heavy, and the occasional sudden roars and shrieks made the entire environment oppressively terrifying. The smoke clouds near and far hung in strands and wisps, rolling up light yet dense, hazy clouds that left me with an even stronger sense that the road ahead was shrouded in uncertainty.
As I sped onward, the sky actually began raining fish. This made the smoke twist into all kinds of bizarre shapes. It was like a light curtain, drifting before my eyes like floating catkins, yet also like mist rising from a censer, intoxicating me with its strange and grotesque beauty!
But such gloom always had even more terrifying shocks, wave after wave swallowing up the waves before them. In the end, a group of female ghosts carrying a wisp of blood-red mist finally appeared at the head of the procession and entered my sight!
I drew a deep breath and hurriedly followed the crimson path forward. I knew this had to be the Six Paths Supreme's Bloodsea Cloak. Behind her lay the blood sea, and also the core of the entire Six Paths. It was like karmic fire, and like a red lotus!
I chased that blood-red trail through the air, not knowing how long I flew or how many ghostly creatures I saw carrying a blood-red skirt that was at once as light as gauze and as heavy as iron. At last, I finally saw the Six Paths Supreme walking slowly ahead, draped in blood-red.
"Six Paths Supreme! Supreme!" I shouted as I hurriedly descended. At that moment, groups of ferocious ghosts came howling over. Yet even here, I possessed overwhelming power. At the very least, I would not be so easily scattered by the burning incense