Then how did Master Mu and Master He behold the Other Shore?
In a dim, fathomless world that seemed bereft of light, he caught sight of a rugged, winding path on the verge of obliteration, as though traces of predecessors' footprints still lingered upon it.
Only, the historical imprint of this path was far too ancient, not of the same era as Master Mu and Master He.
Was this the road once trodden by that Netherworld Lord?
Jing Qiu gazed on in silence for a long time before withdrawing his eyes, as though questioning himself, and as though knocking upon the Dao:
"Is this the Other Shore?"
The next moment, his form stirred slightly; he suddenly leapt, of his own accord shedding this lofty, misty realm, reentering that vast True Spirit Heavenly Rank, allowing himself to fall without end toward that primordial Realm in the deepest depths.
