I sat on the balcony, gazing into the distance.
The surging Yellow River seemed as though it could bury everything.
Just seeing it was enough to leave people marveling at the immense power of nature. Before such overwhelming might, we seemed utterly insignificant.
Bai Xue came to my side and said softly, "Honey, I feel like there's something in the Yellow River. It scares me terribly."
"You feel it too?" I stroked her head, my expression cold. "The Yellow River has been the Mother River since ancient times. It has given the Chinese people a vast source of life, but it also contains endless hidden dangers."
"It's said that the Yellow River Corpse Fisher can retrieve countless corpses from the Yellow River every year. Countless secrets are hidden within it."
"If this is the Spirit Realm, then it may be even more dangerous."
At this, my eyes filled with worry as well.
"The Yellow River in the Spirit Realm must be even more dangerous. Perhaps there are things beyond our understanding," Bai Xue said.
I gently drew her into my arms and gazed at the distant Yellow River. The place was filled with murky water, resembling a yellow dragon coiled across the earth. No one knew what was hidden within its turbid currents.
I glanced at it, my heart filled with worry.
That night, I fell asleep with Liu Ling'er and Bai Xue in my arms. But just then, I suddenly had a dream.
In the dream, I saw a woman—the very woman who had caused the disaster and ruled the Spirit Realm.
She was the one who had taken the Six Paths Power from me.
"You seem very confused right now, don't you?" the woman suddenly asked as she looked at me.
"Thanks to you, I'm doing wonderfully," I