At that moment, the tower suddenly began expanding madly. In the blink of an eye, it grew infinitely tall, swallowing the spot where Li had originally been standing.
If Li had been even a little slower to dodge, he would have been smashed to pieces by the tower. When he turned back to look, the tower was countless tens of thousands of meters tall and spanned countless tens of thousands of meters. A deep, dark doorway faced the group like the gaping maw of an abyssal beast, waiting for them to enter.
Li understood that he had no way back, so he stepped toward the entrance. The others followed and began walking inside.
The moment the six of them stepped through the gate, an indescribable sensation enveloped them. It felt like being half-asleep and half-awake. By the time they came to their senses, they were already standing on a plain. Unlike the Underworld, where there had been a sun in the sky but the entire land still felt desolate and lifeless—
This place brimmed with vitality.
"This is the Human Path. Around ten million humans live in this world." Yama smiled, but Li could tell it was a bitter smile.
Li asked, "So this is the so-called last spark of life? Aren't you afraid that something might happen here and wipe out all these people?"
"No. Houtu Ancestral Witch placed a special spell over this place. The people here only live for seven days. After seven days, they return to the first day. Whether they died or grew old, they return to their most original state."
Li opened his mouth, but in the end, he still voiced what was on his mind. "Then the people here will never make any progress."
Yama shook his head. "Why would they need progress?