A visit to the floating lantern exhibition made Lu Qingye immersed in the scene. She liked the atmosphere and everything around her.
Being in it, she felt that her body, mind and soul were relaxed.
Of course, happy time is always short-lived.
At the moment of dawn, those lamps lost their light and gradually went out.
Chuan Jue received the news and hurried back to the battlefield.
Lu Qingye and Xuanqing returned to their residences.
Sitting in the main hall, Lu Qingye looked at the jade slip in his hand and shook his head.
She reached out and rubbed her forehead. Some of the matters to be dealt with recorded in the jade slip in front of her became a little blurry.
She felt that she had become more and more trance-like these past two days.
She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she always felt that she had forgotten something, but she couldn't remember it.
Just when she was distracted, a deafening roar came from the distance, and Lu Qingye felt the earth shaking.
Dark clouds began to gather in the sky of the soul world, and thunder flashed.
When Lu Qingye, Xuanqing and others arrived, the surrounding lakes and mountains were already in chaos.
Countless soul cultivators fled for their lives in panic.
Wannian Lake, which used to be peaceful, has become a mess.
Countless evil spirits emerged from the lake.
Xuanqing looked at A Yin with a solemn expression and was worried.
Ah Yin has been guarding Wan Nian Lake all these years.
The problems in Wannian Lake were not caused by Ah Yin taking over Shanghan Palace.
There probably was a problem a long time ago.
The solemn-looking female cultivator was silent for a long time. As if she had made a decision in her heart, she walked towards the chaotic Wan Nian Lake.
"Ah Yin!"
Xuanqing's shout only caused her steps to pause slightly.
She turned to look at her colleagues not far away.
"Xuanqing, Uncle Ji Lan, Master Shangye, I'll leave the rest to you."
"Ah Yin! Do you really want to do this?! Is it worth it?!"
Xuanqing's eyes became brighter red, and there seemed to be all kinds of emotions in them.
Shang Ye frowned.
"A Yin, if you embark on this road, there will be no turning back!"
Ji Lan sighed.
"Ah Yin..."
Wannian Lake is a very special realm in the soul world. It is not only connected to other soul realms, but also has connections with other realms.
As the name suggests, it is also a place where the thoughts of countless living beings gather.
Unlike the spiritual pond in the fairyland, countless devout prayers gathered.
Here is the incarnation of unwillingness.
Contaminated with the world's rich sinking air, if a monk steps into it, he may... never come out again!
Ji Lan hesitated, wanting to persuade, but she didn't know what to say.
The sinking of the soul world over the years has made them all understand that if the sinking energy continues to gather, one day the soul world may completely fall.
The wind blew up the long hair and skirt of the nun in the lake, and a heartbreaking sound suddenly came from the distance.
"Ah Yin!"
Chuan Jue's eyes were about to burst as he looked at the people who were gradually being swallowed by the water of Wan Nian Lake.
"Ah Yin! No!"
"Is it worth it for those irrelevant people?!"
"please!"
"Is there really no one here for you to commemorate..."
Chuan Jue's voice became increasingly blurry, and the surrounding area was occupied by those shrill, strange, and painful roars.
The lake gradually submerged her, and there seemed to be countless hands wrapped around her in the lake, trying to drag her into the abyss.
That is the endless road of reincarnation...
Stained with blood and filled with all kinds of dark places.
They are right, if you take this road, you are destined to never look back!
Or be annihilated in reincarnation and fall into endless darkness!
Or be reborn in Nirvana in reincarnation!
Let the light in hell fully bloom!
One of the five great soul masters, Tai Yin! (End of chapter)
