A head shot skyward.
In an instant, the scene around them changed.
Gray clouds hung heavy overhead.
The heavens stretched like an endless night.
Black mountains rolled across the land, surrounding the banks of a murky yellow river.
Mist rose from the river; the River Flow ferried the dead.
The Yellow Springs Realm had appeared!
Gu Qingshan stared intently, understanding dawning in his heart.
—It was just like when the County Magistrate died.
Whenever a Holy Chosen died, the Yellow Springs Path would appear to receive their soul.
The middle-aged man's soul emerged from the void.
He glared at the knife-wielding woman and roared with venomous hatred, "Damn you! Damn you! I'd awakened a Six Paths God Skill, but you ruined my chance to become a Holy Chosen! Once I'm reincarnated, I'll make you pay!"
Hearing this, the woman with the blade suddenly giggled and sent her long knife flying.
The blade scattered in midair, transforming into segments of white bone. The bones swelled out of thin air, each becoming a skeleton that took human form—
Seven women in black palace robes.
The moment the soul saw them, he seemed to recall something and cried out in shock, "Heavenly Demon True Soul Blade! Wait—don't kill—"
His voice was cut off.
The seven women in palace robes sang in unison from afar, "The Yellow Springs road is long; how can one forget? Reincarnation brings such suffering—better to let it go."
In an instant, the entire Yellow Springs Realm seemed frozen in place. Even the middle-aged man's soul could no longer move.
Only then did the woman on horseback lightly leap down, as graceful as a flying celestial maiden. She landed before Gu Qingshan.
She caught the head as it tumbled through the air and murmured, "I've never feared anyone seeking revenge.