In his years of travels collecting souls, Bai Xiaochun had come to a much better understanding of the void around him.

And yet, despite all the ruins he had seen, nothing left him as shaken as watching millions of coffins floating by in front of him.

Eventually, he turned his back on the void and sat down thoughtfully. As of this point, he was absolutely convinced… that this void was a place of death, with the only life existing in the Eternal Immortal Domains.

“The only things left are the souls, and spirit automatons like Xiaochi.” Sighing, he looked over at Bai Xiaochi, and suddenly felt profoundly sorry for him. His own mood had sunk over the past few years, a period of time that was nothing compared to the immense span of time that the spirit automaton had floated alone through...