"Grandfather, your grandson is here to take you home." Jiang Feng shattered the void and broke into a tributary of the Samsara Pass.
The foul-smelling, yellowish waters of the Forgotten River surged beneath his feet. The Naihe Bridge, spanning across the river, gleamed with a cold bronze light, its surface covered with the serial numbers of reincarnating souls.
On the opposite bank stood the majestic and gloomy Samsara Hall, where one hundred thousand underworld officers were pouring Meng Po's soup, filled with stardust, into the Path of Rebirth.
Chapter 785