The powerful barrier formed by the Luo River Divine Water swept across Lin Chuan's body without hindering him in the slightest. After passing through that boundary, Lin Chuan finally arrived at the deepest part of the Luo River Divine Source—the place where the Dao Immortal's inheritance lay.
Yet the instant he stepped inside, Lin Chuan froze completely.
Bang!
"Ow..."
Behind him, Luo Yuxi had been caught off guard the moment she passed through the barrier and crashed directly into Lin Chuan. Both of them stumbled.
"Why are you standing..." Luo Yuxi had just been about to ask why he was standing there instead of moving when she turned and saw the surroundings. She froze as well.
This was a small valley. The lingering sunset spilled down from the sky, edging the surrounding trees with a layer of golden light. In the distance, they could see several low thatched cottages. Quite a few vegetables grew in the fields, and there was also a modest flower bed. What grew there were not precious medicinal herbs, but the most ordinary chrysanthemums. Several chickens and ducks wandered through the fields, leisurely pacing about.
At that moment, a line of poetry from Lin Chuan's previous life surfaced in his mind—"Plucking chrysanthemums beneath the eastern hedge, I leisurely behold the southern mountains."
He suddenly felt that the barrier formed by the Luo River Divine Water was like the boundary between two worlds. Having crossed it, Lin Chuan felt as though he had returned to his previous life, to the life of ordinary people.
"Could ordinary people be living here?" Luo Yuxi recovered from her shock. Unlike Lin Chuan, she had never experienced reincarnation, so although the sight before her surprised her, she did not feel as though she had been transported into another lifetime.
"There really