Beyond the Star Sea, dim light flowed like water, carving out a passage amid the stars. Though it appeared faint, wherever it passed, the violent power of the stars retreated completely.
It was then that a wooden boat slowly approached. An old man stood upon it, clad in a straw rain cape and wearing a bamboo hat, looking every bit like a ferryman.
"At last, I made it across. That truly was no easy task."
"Perhaps because it lies too close to the Immortal Realm, this region is exceptionally perilous compared to other places."
With a weather-beaten face, the old man could not help sighing. His true name had long since been buried; the world knew him only as the Straw-Cloaked Guest or True Lord Pingdu Guiyuan. He was one of the Netherworld's guiding envoys.
This journey was undertaken to travel to the Spirit-Void Realm, find the River of Forgetfulness that had emerged into the world, and bring it back to the Netherworld.
At that moment, the wooden boat swayed lightly, as though it had become somewhat unstable.
Noticing this change, True Lord Pingdu lowered his gaze and glanced at his wooden boat, a trace of heartache appearing on his face. At this very moment, the boat bore quite a few wounds, bleeding like a living creature.
"You have suffered this time. Hold on a little longer. Once we reach the Spirit-Void Realm, I will find some good things to feed you."
As he spoke, True Lord Pingdu sent a stream of power into the wooden boat.
Nourished by it, though its spirituality remained somewhat restless, the wooden boat ultimately settled down.
Seeing this, True Lord Pingdu sighed in relief. This boat had been specially bestowed by the master of the Reception Division for this mission. It was called the