Yellow Springs Nine-Nether, Crossing the River to the Other Shore

Though this distance seemed exceedingly short, it was like the ends of the earth. So close at hand, yet even with Divine Abilities, none could draw nearer.

"This Reincarnation truly is different. I fear that every step is like wading through the waters of Reincarnation."

A faint golden gleam flickered in someone's eyes. They saw someone at the very front begin to move, only to fail to advance even a single step.

The heated, excited gazes of the others likewise watching this Yellow Springs River of Reincarnation quickly settled back into the deep, still eyes of ancient wells.

"It is said that to cross the Yellow Springs River of the Primordial Era, one needs a ferryman."

"And in today's Nether Sea, there are rumors that a ferry boat once existed as well. Who knows whether they are true?"

"A ferryman? This place is so empty. If the ferryman does not appear..."

Those who knew of Reincarnation naturally possessed a clearer understanding of the history and years of the Ancient Nine Nether.

The incarnation did not draw any attention here. His gaze merely shifted from the Yellow Springs River to the scenes constantly drifting past beside him.

This truly was the place of Reincarnation. He wondered where the empty, void-like heaven and earth his true body had glimpsed before had been.

Since there would be a road once they reached the front, the incarnation simply followed his heart. Li Changhe's fondness for watching the fun took up the greater part of his mind, so he was in no hurry to probe what this place was.

In any case, there were quite a few people here.

Li Changhe stood amid traces of lifespan that had decayed to the utmost limit. Even without using Divine Abilities to peer into their cultivation, he could