"Cycle of Samsara, the Void!"
"Open!"
Sun Shisheng uttered softly, and the entire space of heaven's will began to tremble, transforming according to his thoughts into a crimson-black world. One by one, houses emerged next to each other, and lanterns inscribed with the character "Offerings" appeared, fluttering about like lively spirits.
A winding yellow river ran through the city, its destination unknown. However, souls emerged from the water, their eyes vacant, yet their spirits instinctively struggled, attempting to reach the shore but failing to do so.
With a furrowed brow, Sun Shisheng willed it, and on the banks of the River of Styx, countless Black and White Impermanence appeared, holding fishing rods, pulling people out of the water.
Once the souls were pulled from the water, they immediately regained their clarity of mind.
"Where am I?"
"What place is this?"
"I remember that I died, didn't I?"
"Is this the world after death?"
