This is where the dead truly belong.
This is the real Ghost Realm.
Soon, with a wave of her petite hand, Granny Meng restored the gloomy garden and bridge that had vanished before Zhou Li's eyes.
But to Zhou Li at the moment, what was once a somewhat oppressive scene now looked as splendid as heaven; at least here, no ghosts were amusing themselves by eating his Gou Ba.
"Phew."
He exhaled lightly, his spirit returning from the scenery he'd just witnessed. Raising his head, he saw Granny Meng, with her tiny bottom perched at the edge of the pot, and said in a deep voice, "What does that have to do with me?"
"Your reaction is… truly beyond my expectations."
Granny Meng smiled ambiguously and then lifted her gaze to the distant Ghost Domain, where Jiang Li was dismantling a Gao Da. She mused, "At first, I thought this was the end—that the ghosts bursting the Ghost Realm and the decay of the Three Realms would be the ultimate finale."
