Wang Baole didn’t think about what items his senior brother would need him to retrieve from the Dark River. He was walking in the dark sect. Even though there were many restrictions in the place, the familiar feeling.., everything that had happened in the dark dream appeared before his eyes.
He walked through the halls, streams, and cliffs. He stared at the shadows of reincarnation that had formed in the distance, savoring the dao charm that pervaded the area. Unknowingly, Wang Baole could vaguely see.., it was as if he could see figures from the past.
Those figures were his fellow disciples from the Dark Dream. They all wore dark sect Daoist robes and looked solemn, but their expressions were filled with joy. Some went out to lead souls on behalf of the heavens, while others returned to send their souls into the wheel.
