Chapter 107
Another long quarter of an hour passed, feeling as endless as if an entire century had gone by. Finally, the ghastly aura slowly dissipated and the surroundings brightened.
A wide pathway lay before them, its edges lined with the red blooms of Manjushage flowers covering the road.
Lan Xi's heart lifted with joy; they had arrived at the River of the Netherworld, and beyond it lay the Blood Demon Sea.
Though she still couldn't see any ghosts, the youth in purple had long since soaked through his clothes with sweat. His amber eyes were nervously scanning the surroundings, fearing the slightest mishap.
Half an hour later, Lan Xi and the youth in purple crossed the sea of flowers to reach the bridge over the Netherworld. From the bridge, they could see the foul-smelling flow of the river below, though not a sound of water reached their ears.
Lan Xi covered her nose, nearly fainting, but the obsession within her heart kept her upright.
