Shen Luo drifted along the river, and gradually the surroundings became darker, with more and more water ghosts floating by beneath him, like clusters of ethereal willow fluff.
Seeing they had no intention of bothering him, Shen Luo couldn't be bothered to contend with them either; right now, he just wanted to reach the Underworld as soon as possible without any further complications.
It was at this moment that the water ahead suddenly became turbulent, and the small boat beneath him seemed to lose control, speeding towards the front. Before Shen Luo could regain control, it crashed into a protruding reef in the water.
There was a loud "bang".
The already ancient and tattered boat disintegrated upon colliding with the reef, exploding apart instantly.
Shen Luo was thrown into the air by the momentum of the forward rush, leaping directly into mid-air.
A frown creased his brow, and a flash of anger flickered in the depths of his eyes.
