Fortunately, that terrifying Nether Phoenix had merely paused midway along this stretch of the Nether River to gorge itself and drink. It did not linger. Otherwise, not a single high-tier nether beast could have survived beneath such dreadful might.
The three traveled upstream along the Nether River, flying cautiously on their artifacts.
The Nether River was the center of the entire Western Nether Continent. It was said that all departed souls in the world that did not disperse would appear in the Nether River. Too many ghost beasts roamed around it, and their ranks and strength were exceedingly high. Spirit Transformation-level nether beasts were far from rare.
Nether beasts were exceedingly aggressive. Once entangled by one, it became extremely troublesome.
Yet Ye Qin did not dare fly too slowly either. Those Spirit Transformation cultivators were pursuing them relentlessly; if he fell behind even slightly, they could easily catch up.
The three flew for several months.
Ahead, they caught sight of a lake.
At the end of the Nether River lay a lake.
Though it was a lake, it gave one the sense of boundless vastness.
A layer of rippling light shrouded the tranquil lake, its splendid radiance breathtakingly beautiful. All the light gathered into a pillar millions of zhang high, reaching above to the heavens and below to the Nine Netherworlds.
The end of souls was achingly beautiful.
The water of this lake was clear and bright, yet its depths were dark and bottomless.
The scenery of this lake was countless times finer than that of the Nether River. Yet, almost no nether beasts roamed around it. This was the Reincarnation Pool. Once a yin soul entered the Reincarnation Pool, it could never leave again. Those nether beasts did not wish to enter reincarnation.
Ye Qin arrived at the lake's