A brilliant purple color dyed the origin of life and death, which was only an abstract concept, into a dream-like beauty.
Netherworld’s pupils contracted violently, like the tip of a needle. He didn’t expect such a change to happen.
Did true martial one “Turn into a corpse”?
Or did he leave behind some strange and undetectable thing in his own spiritual light? It didn’t have any other function but to establish a subtle connection. Once it got close to his body.., it would be able to wake him up from his ineffable state of being neither alive nor dead, and pull him out?
In an instant, Yellow Springs’thoughts surged and various speculations surfaced. He was more inclined to the final deduction.
