Houtu's voice had just fallen when her brows quietly knitted together, her gaze turning slightly focused as countless thoughts churned in her mind.
Su Yang's lips lifted faintly. His tone was calm yet left no room for argument. "Houtu, you and I are both people who have broken through the rules. If our minds were not connected, how could they stir? How could this summons from the Great Dao be without cause? Calm your heart and think it over."
Houtu lowered her eyes and remained silent. That vague sensation in her mind surfaced once more. At first, it had been like flowers seen through mist, but only now did she realize that the mysterious pull's source pointed directly to the Blood Sea beneath her feet!
She slowly stepped forward, her gaze sweeping across the Blood Sea's surging waves. Her pupils suddenly contracted.
She saw countless Remnant Souls sinking and struggling in the scarlet tide, their faces twisted in silent wails that seemed to pierce the soul and strike straight at the heart. Those empty eyes were filled with despair at never finding release for all eternity.
Houtu's heart shuddered violently, as if a door had been pushed open by a crack. Yet the truth remained veiled behind a thin gauze. She could see its outline, but could not touch its essence.
She focused her eyes and looked again.
Amid the rolling blood waves, scenes suddenly emerged of Asura men and women entangled in intercourse, lust spilling everywhere in filthy disorder. When had Houtu, whose heart had always been as clear as water, ever witnessed such a sight? Her cheeks flushed scarlet in an instant, and even her ears began to burn. She hurriedly turned her head away, cursing inwardly, Absurd. She refused to look even once more.
Su Yang walked