Song Ciwan put away the Ancestral Dragon Coins in her hand and stepped into a pillar of clear light by the street.
Xie Yunxiang summoned his courage, shut his eyes, and stepped into a band of light not far from her.
At that moment, the echo of the twenty-one chimes still seemed to reverberate through the city. In the gray, misty world, countless dark-red specks of Nether Qi floated around the bands of light, casting the entire world in a bizarre and motley glow that was both fantastic and dazzling.
As Song Ciwan ascended with the clear light, she glanced down and took in the scene.
This was a sight that could not be seen in the Mortal World. Song Ciwan's pupils reflected it, and at the same time, she etched the image into her heart.
She thought: 'To witness the different sceneries of the worlds, whether in the Mortal World or an Otherworld… perhaps this is one of the meanings of a long life.'
As her thoughts drifted, Song Ciwan's gaze suddenly froze on something below.
