Su Yu quickly bowed, cupping his hands in a salute, his posture upright. "Goddess Nuwa, you speak too highly of me. This is only my duty. For the future of the Human Race, no amount of trouble is too great!" Determination and confidence burned in his eyes like a flaming fire, shining brightly in the darkness of the Underworld. It was as if he were promising Nuwa that he would handle the reincarnation of Fuxi with the utmost care, ensuring the Human Race would prosper under Fuxi’s guidance.
Su Yu led Nuwa along the winding path of the Yellow Springs. The gloomy atmosphere of the Underworld drifted around them like gossamer, sometimes brushing softly against them, sometimes gathering rapidly as if whispering the mysterious tales of the realm. The water of the Yellow Springs surged, the murky river appearing to be the embodiment of countless vengeful spirits, emitting a low roar. The sound seemed to traverse infinite space and time, lamenting the joys and sorrows of the world, each roar heavy with endless grievance and resentment. Faint, ghostly wails drifted near, as if emanating from the depths of the Nine Hells, but they were suppressed by the powerful aura radiating from Su Yu. The moment those sounds neared them, they were dispersed as if by an invisible hand, not daring to come any closer.
Before long, they arrived at Mount Fengdu. The mountain towered into the clouds, shrouded in a layer of mysterious black mist—a thick, dense vapor that seemed to conceal countless secr…
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