There was still a faint fragrance on the banks of the Soul River. It was as if one could still see the blurry petals falling down one after another. It was a lingering attachment.
There was once a woman who had waited for half her life and pursued it for half her life. Her heart was filled with sorrow all her life. In order to find him, she had cultivated at all costs and evolved.
In the end, she was so sad and desolate.
“Only one person can open a peach blossom...”
Although the voice had already faded away, there was still too much in it.
Some sort of emotion seemed to still be present, filled with endless reluctance to part.
However, in the end, everything was empty. There was nothing left.
“Kill!”
The expert in the black light charged straight into the land of doom. With a loud roar, it reverberated in all directions, shaking the heavens and earth. The river of souls seethed, and the riverbanks collapsed!
