Hydra

Mo Chen was worrying over how to earn Nether Souls again when—

A rough shout suddenly rang out from the pterosaur's back.

"Everyone, stay on high alert! We've reached the boundary between the Immortal Realm and the Netherworld! Be vigilant! Keep your spirits up!"

Mo Chen abruptly looked up toward the front, then his eyes widened.

"Holy shit! So this is the legendary border between the Immortal Realm and the Netherworld?"

Before them, the powers of yin and yang clashed violently, black and white outlining a dreamlike yet eerie spectacle.

On one side lay the Netherworld's deep, shadowy darkness, thick as ink, as though the low moans of countless wronged souls echoed within it. Black mist rolled and surged like a living thing, sometimes taking the form of hideous ghostly faces before vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The ground was split and parched, with ghostly green flames seeping from the cracks. They drifted aimlessly, radiating bone-piercing cold.

On the other side, the Immortal Realm's brilliance dazzled without being harsh. Gentle immortal light flowed like silk, weaving together a landscape as dreamlike as a painting.

Five-colored auspicious clouds drifted leisurely through the air, each one containing boundless spiritual power. A light touch seemed enough to draw in the essence of heaven and earth.

Immortal trees flourished in lush abundance, their branches laden with immortal fruits that shimmered with strange light. When the breeze passed through them, they gave off crisp, pleasant sounds like heavenly music.

Spirit cranes spread their wings and soared high through this tranquil land.

Their feathers were white as snow, adorned with golden patterns. Their cries were clear and lingering as they flew among the five-colored clouds, adding a touch of liveliness and sanctity to the Immortal Realm.

Yet the line between the