Li Dao murmured the words, but as his voice faded, the black mist spreading from the Ghost Ship abruptly halted, then instantly transformed into a giant hand that dragged him into a dark space.
The long river of time lay shattered, its turbulent waters branching off toward the myriad heavens and worlds.
At the source of one such tributary stood a slender woman shrouded in chaos energy, slowly folding a paper boat with her delicate hands.
The blood on her hands stained the paper boat. With a gentle push, she set it into the long river of time before her. The paper boat immediately transformed into a Ghost Ship and sailed toward the myriad heavens and worlds.
The instant the woman raised her head, her gaze met Li Dao's.
In those eyes, Li Dao sensed loneliness and longing that reached across the ages.
Perhaps affected by her emotions, tears silently slipped from the corners of his eyes, leaving Li Dao with feelings he could not name.
The woman's lips parted as though she wanted to say something, but before Li Dao could make it out, the space around him shattered inch by inch.
Li Dao snapped back to his senses and looked around. Nothing remained before him but the rolling blue sea. "That must have been an imprint that existence left upon the long river of time. I never expected to trigger it myself."
"Her might is truly terrifying. Even across countless ages of time and space, it could influence my emotions."
He slowly calmed his feelings and stopped thinking about anything else.
Dwelling on it was far too dangerous. He immediately formed a hand seal and sealed away some of the memories in his mind.
He exhaled deeply. Only after the chilling sensation enveloping him disappeared did he notice