So this is the Other Shore?0

Wang Sheng looked around. For some reason, his heart gradually settled into complete calm.0

In the distance stretched a dim yellow sky with faint clouds drifting along the horizon. Yet overhead, the skies remained blue and white beneath a pale-golden tint.0

A small, crystal-clear river also flowed nearby. The cobblestones at the bottom of the river carried mysterious patterns within them.0

The white flowers beneath his feet swayed gently in the breeze, reminding Wang Sheng that wind existed here. The ground rose and fell in rolling hills, where pale green and white blended endlessly, the layers of color stretching farther than the eye could see.0

Is this the space within the Six-Path Wheel of Reincarnation? Or is this the legendary Other Shore?0

A faint question drifted over with the wind. "Who are you?"0

Wang Sheng followed the sound, finding a solitary figure in a light-blue robe sitting quietly atop a distant hill. Her aura seemed incredibly weak. 0

As Wang Sheng swayed slightly, the scenery in his eyes abruptly reversed.0

The white flowers under his feet vanished, replaced by countless white bones. Even the hills turned into piles of skeletons!0

The frail figure was now kneeling atop the mountain of bones and leaning against a longsword for support. She trembled weakly, as though she could collapse at any moment.0

Great Virtuous Houtu?0

Instead...0