Xu Yuan even had a feeling that, if he was willing, he could touch the traces within these soul marks and uncover the stories hidden in the hearts of the departed.
The process of Dao Cleansing wasn't particularly long; it quickly reached its end.
In a daze,
Xu Yuan saw a river.
On the boundless wasteland, there flowed a river raging toward the edge of the world.
Countless soul marks rose and fell within the currents of this river; he stood by its bank, with nothing but pitch-black darkness behind him.
A limitless, hidden power was beginning to gather toward him from within the shadows, but his gaze remained locked onto the opposite shore of the river, where radiant light brimmed with the essence of life.
At this moment, Xu Yuan realized one thing.
This Dao Cleansing had only just begun.
Life and death were not solitary paths, but interconnected pairings of Dao Charm.
Hesitating,
Xu Yuan lifted his foot and stepped toward the opposite shore of the river.
