The Piaomiao Long River was immensely broad. At a glance, it seemed to stretch beyond sight.
Clouds and mist wreathed the Long River, like a veil spread over its surface, dancing in the wind.
Su Mo followed beside Long Robe, treading across the waves.
Su Mo gazed at the waters of the Long River beneath his feet and reached down to scoop some up, only to find that there seemed to be nothing there.
It seemed the Long River was no river, and its water was no water.
Watching Su Mo, Long Robe shook her head. "Don't reach into the Long River. It can easily stir up Karma..."
Su Mo paused in surprise and withdrew his hand.
"This river..."
Long Robe smiled and continued forward, her long robes fluttering as though telling of sorrows that could not be clearly seen.
"The Long River is simply the Long River. It's just that, as members of the Divine Race, our every movement can trigger changes in the world's Karma, so we should be a little more careful."
Every movement could cause changes in the world?
Su Mo did not understand. He had merely reached into the river. Why would that stir up Karma?
The two continued forward, treading across the river's surface, their bodies as light as drifting feathers, stirring the clouds and mist into billows behind them.
The river's surface was utterly calm, without any of the ripples he had imagined.
Yet Su Mo felt as though he were walking above the world.
He could reach up and pluck the stars, lower his head and gaze at the bright moon...
After they had walked an unknown distance across the river, Su Mo finally saw a different sight upon the Long River.
There were many, many candle lamps floating on the river,