And now...

Can such a thing be accomplished with just a bamboo pole, a melon, a stammer, and a chatterbox?

"impossible……"

“Samsara Ferry!!!”

Loud shouting suddenly started!

The blood-yellow light suddenly dissipated, and the already turbulent river seemed to be boiling. It surged forward, violently and violently, rushing towards the army of ghosts with a killing force that swept everything away!

Vaguely.

A desolate and indifferent mysterious voice that seemed to come from the supreme outside sounded, like a whisper, like a soft chant, like...reciting a sacrificial inscription!

"The soul returns! No matter how far away it is!"

"The soul is back! There is no east or west, no south or north!"

"..."

"The soul has no east! Tanggu is so lonely!"

"There is no south for the soul! To the south there is fire thousands of miles away, and there are only vipers and snakes!"

"..."

"The soul has no south! It's only the beast that hurts!"

"There is no west in my soul! The quicksand of the west will wipe out all the oceans!"
Chapter completed!