Atop the mountain, Chu Mo's pupils abruptly contracted.
Before the pale-white Qi even touched him, boundless visions of grief had already risen in his mind, wringing his heart with pain and reducing his thoughts to dead ashes. He longed to undergo Liberation by Violence on the spot, seeking transcendence.
Chu Mo hurriedly circulated the Profound Nether True Scripture, wiping the filth from his mind and forcibly restoring a sliver of clarity.
Seizing that moment, he turned his fingers, and a talisman containing a hidden treasure radiance abruptly appeared. Dreamlike light shimmered across its surface, profoundly mysterious.
"Go!"
Without the slightest hesitation, he activated it. The Treasure Talisman immediately became a streak of clear light, shooting toward that boundless pallor.
[Divine Ability · Wondrous True Being]
When the clear light touched the pallor, a hazy emptiness seemed to arise. For an instant, the pale-white Qi seemed to become something unreal, falling from [True]
to [False].
It passed through mountains, seeping into formlessness; it pressed against human bodies, passing through without substance.
Everything happened in a flash of lightning. This exceedingly bizarre sight left Nine Sorrows faintly astonished.
At that very moment, the Netherworld Soil could no longer sustain its own existence. After shrinking drastically, the ghost domain here finally failed to support more than a dozen Taboos and collapsed completely.
Filled with fury and resentment, the Taboos were violently flung into the living world along with Chu Mo.
The Eternal Night Sea, the living world.
The Great Sun hung high, casting down warm radiance. As always, the people in the cities everywhere enjoyed the peace of daylight.
There was no need to worry about Ghost Creatures or live in terror of Urban Legends. This was the world's rare mercy toward the living.
Day belonged to the living, night to