The soul wanders through the Underworld, life and death are vast; heaven and earth cannot tolerate, reincarnation no longer...
More and more Yin Souls begin to converge, in this world devoid of light, they rely on the faint Light of the Soul to gather into a dim galaxy, the Divine Soul is sluggish, aimlessly wandering.
Among them are not only humans, but gradually various members of the Demon Race appear, even wild beasts and birds...
Everyone's expression becomes grave, silently watching as these Yin Souls change direction out of fear of the Soul Suppressing Tower, much like a river silently bending.
In folklore, there has always been talk of reincarnation, just as in today's Kaiyuan Divine Dynasty, people with no chance of Enlightenment self-mock with bitter smiles: "Hopefully after a hundred years, I can reincarnate, become a person of the Divine Dynasty again, and have a chance to become a Cultivator…"
