Published: March 9, 2025
Recalling today’s encounter, Diwu Qingrou sighed within her heart.
She had long known that these people were short-sighted and were not ideal partners for cooperation; however, she never expected their narrow-mindedness would reach such an extent. Just because her family suffered a late misfortune, they actually schemed to turn against her?
They themselves were unfortunate, yet they couldn’t bear the thought that others might not share their fate…
This was still due to their diminished strength. If they were still as powerful as before, they would probably have directly captured her under the pretext of “colluding with the enemy”!
Thinking back to when the news of her family being attacked and suffering heavy losses reached them, the relief on their faces and the subsequent attempts to comfort her made Diwu Qingrou unable to suppress a chill in her heart, or rather, a sense of coldness.
Walking through a remote area, Diwu Qingrou instinctively felt a crisis approaching. A familiar pressure surged in her heart. She stopped, turned around, and said softly, “Is it you?”
At that moment, a shadow flickered in front of her, and a dark figure appeared: “Fifth Brother, long time no see.”
Diwu Qingrou looked up and couldn’t help but smile, “Brother Chu. I knew you would come.”
The visitor was none other than Chu Yang, the Chu King of Hell.
“How about we have a talk?”
“I was just thinking the same, very well.”
The two of them wore friendly expressions and walked side by side at a brisk pace. Throughout most of their history, they had been sworn enemies, destined to oppose each other. However, today, these two fierce rivals walked together, creating an indescribable sense of harmony.
Both carried heavy thoughts.
Both felt a mutual understanding.
……
The slaughter across the world continued.
Chu Yang and Diwu Qingrou hurried north, trying to avoid others as fast as the wind. Although Diwu Qingrou’s martial strength was not among the best in the world, she could still run swiftly. Moreover, with Chu Yang’s hand on her shoulder, he propelled her forward like a shooting star.
The people they passed only felt a gust of wind and saw no shadow; the two figures had vanished into the distance—mountains and earth were left far behind by their swift passage.
Ahead, the sound of water roared like thunder.
Before them lay the largest river in the Nine Heavens Continent, the Ancestral Soul River!
Ancestral Soul River, Ancestral Soul River, you reign over thousands of years! Nourishing all living beings from ancient to modern times; connecting the mortal realm and the heavens.
It is an age-old belief that the Ancestral Soul River has no source, or rather, no one has ever been able to find its source; this vast river has, since ancient times, nourished the lands of the Nine Heavens.
The Ancestral Soul River has never faced a flood.
At its narrowest point, the river is over a hundred zhang wide, with turbulent waters crashing, a magnificent spectacle!
“The Ancestral Soul River has arrived,” Chu Yang sighed, as he and Diwu Qingrou landed on a protruding rock by the riverbank like shooting stars across the sky.
They saw turbulent waves below, with the river flowing from west to east, rushing grandly.
For an ordinary person, just standing here to take a glance would be dizzying. Those with a bit less courage might even scare themselves.
“The Ancestral Soul River is now murky,” Diwu Qingrou gazed deeply at the river below, unable to suppress a sigh.
“That statement is incorrect,” Chu Yang replied gently, “It’s not that the Ancestral Soul River has become murky by itself, but someone has caused it to become so. A combination of natural disasters and man-made calamities cannot be compared…”
Just then, the river suddenly surged up, creating a splash that shot up dozens of zhang high. The water splashed like a large screen, refracting brilliant colors in the sunlight, dazzling to an extreme degree.
“What is?!…” Diwu Qingrou’s eyes flashed with extreme shock.