As the six of them boarded Chen Ze's Crow-brand Special Train again, their feelings were incredibly complicated.
The densely packed buildings slipped out of sight, and the peaceful, tranquil land gradually receded.
For a moment, the six of them seemed to see their everyday lives of joking and bantering wave goodbye, dust off their backsides, and depart in style, without taking a single cloud along.
They left the Present World, slipped into the void, and entered Dead Island through a special passage.
All they could see was a pure white expanse, flickering with densely packed grayish-white points of light, like a television hissing with static after losing its signal.
"Something's wrong. I think I've gone blind."
Ye Buyu rubbed her eyes and looked down. It was still the same densely packed mass.
Chen Ze asked curiously, "That's Dead Island below, one of the entrances to the River of Forgetfulness. What do you see?"
The others were curious too, because all they saw was a boundless expanse of pale land and a scattering of people.
Utterly bewildered, Ye Buyu pointed down. "There are so many people here they could stack on top of each other. Don't tell me you're seeing something different."
Mu Bingge looked away. "We see scattered people and barren land."
Understanding dawned on Ye Buyu. "Oh, then I must be seeing ghosts. Those must all be souls. This is one of the entrances to the River of Forgetfulness, after all."
Although she did not know whether it was because her eyes were special to begin with or because of the enhancement from being a Blessed One of the [Whale of Wailing], she could indeed see the souls wandering here.
Hearing this, Chen Ze and the people behind him involuntarily looked down.
Aside from the Dead Island Guard Army