The butterfly had gone mad. She meant to take him down with her!
Sob, sob~
Sob, sob, sob... sob, sob, sob...
A sound of muffled weeping came from somewhere unknown, drawing nearer.
The sky and earth suddenly darkened.
It was that hour when daylight had not quite faded, poised on the boundary between day and night. According to ancient tales, this hour belonged neither to light nor darkness. It was when the gates of the underworld swung wide, the hour of hell and Yama.
Countless sheets of white paper fluttered on the wind, gradually covering the entire world.
A turbid river appeared in the sky from nowhere and rushed into the distance. Within its waters, the dead wore numb expressions as they bobbed with each step, making their way downstream.
A terrifying aura spread in every direction.
"The Yellow Springs River..."
Jiang Ding's expression was cold as he spoke.
This was the Yellow Springs River of the Great Dao of Six Paths Reincarnation, one of the universe's fundamental laws. Any living being dragged into its waters would never be reborn.
Jiang Ding saw the cornered Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Lord tear off her left butterfly wing. It became a beacon guiding the souls of the Yellow Springs. Her right wing rotted away, exposing white bone, and became a soul-summoning banner. Countless ghosts in the river turned to look their way, their gazes uncanny.
"Roar!"
The Heavenly Illusion Butterfly Lord, still struggling, let out a shrill roar and set herself ablaze.
Splash, splash...
The Yellow Springs River flowed on, then abruptly changed course and surged toward them. Countless numb ghosts turned ferocious and shrieked in unison, as though the azure-clad youth in the distance were their mortal enemy. Every last one went mad, opening a bloody maw to devour him.
The Yellow