Dark and murky, with a haze of water vapor.
This was the "River of Oblivion."
Back when the Ghost Dao flourished, this served as the "Boundary River" for the Yin Department.
Even a Foundation Establishment True Master who had passed away and was due for reincarnation would have to pass through here. However, with the protection of the "Grace of Five Generations," they were exempt from drinking the soup that washed away all past memories.
"Now it's just like a little creek. You don't see any venomous creatures or resentful souls anymore."
Jiang Yi didn't get too close. He walked along the riverbank, casually picking the Spirit Plants and precious herbs that were still in bloom.
