A withered Flower of the Other Shore swayed gently in the wind on the riverbank.
Su Mo sat crouched beside the Flower of the Other Shore, letting the breeze from the river blow over him. It seemed only here could he feel Girl beside him.
This Spirit Sea space seemed vast, though Su Mo did not know exactly how vast.
He could not reach the opposite bank, whether by flying across or building a boat to cross.
He could not hover above the river, and seemingly anything would sink into it.
He could see the opposite bank, yet could not reach it.
The space he could move through within his Spirit Sea was limited to this side of the river...
Looking at this Spirit Sea space, Su Mo always seemed to sense something ancient and distant.
It seemed like an ancient book that had lain beneath dust for countless years...
And like a place that had been forgotten...
A mysterious aura lay everywhere.
Through the intervention of the Book of Life and Death and a chance convergence of circumstances, it had become his Spirit Sea space.
Su Mo had also seen the stone stele on the riverbank: souls cross the River of Forgetfulness; thoughts remain on the Other Shore.
"Surely my Spirit Sea can't be the Netherworld..." Su Mo shook his head with a bitter smile.
"Come to think of it, this river really does resemble the one in the legends. Nothing can float in it..." Su Mo casually picked up a withered leaf from the ground beside him and tossed it into the river.
The instant the leaf touched the river's water, it sank.
Su Mo glanced at the Flower of the Other Shore beside him and sighed.
"It's been three days. I should be able to go out