Noticing Bai Hanyun's curiosity, the cloaked man's voice echoed again. "Those are evil spirits."
Hearing this, Bai Hanyun swallowed and instinctively shifted closer to Hua Yuyu.
Seeing her subtle reaction, the corners of the cloaked man's lips curved slightly.
'What a coward. I wonder if she can leave the Underworld Realm safely with such courage. It would be quite shameful if she died from fear.'
They traveled across the river for a long time before the opposite bank finally came into view. As the boat approached, the thick fog gradually dissipated, revealing the landscape clearly.
Instead of a field of red flowers, the land was scorched black, littered with bones. From the cracked earth, strands of black mist seeped out before dispersing into the air.
Sitting beside Bai Hanyun, Hua Yuyu's heart sank at this sight.
'This black mist… It's the same as the one that appeared in the border town.'
With that thought, he made a hand signal to the others.
