Si Ren lightly tapped his toes and drifted to the center of the river, then walked steadily toward the split in the space without the slightest hesitation or worry.
The ferryman watched Si Ren's retreating figure and then looked at the gaping fissure, his heart filled with curiosity. Yet, lacking the courage to follow, he could only stay where he was, nervously watching the mysterious entrance.
Stepping through the fissure, Si Ren found himself in a massive grotto. Countless stalactites hung from the vaulted ceiling, each dripping a dark red liquid that made a crisp, snapping sound like a broken lute string as it hit the ground. The surrounding walls flickered with a strange light; upon closer inspection, they were actually countless runes slowly flowing.
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