Ghost Realm.

The dark and gloomy sky, the gloomy light, the damp and icy air mixed with the smell of coldness and death. The wide road is lined with dry trees, on which hang a few worn white flags, which are blown by the wind, and the white flags fly in the wind, making a few sparse and lonely sounds. The Yellow Springs are long, the Lethe River is long, the Yellow Springs, the Lethe River, and the waters of the Sansheng River flow quietly from different directions, converging in the center of the ghost world. A few scattered spirits slowly walked towards the dark palace that emitted a faint red light in the distance.

It was very quiet, and the smell of death was everywhere. The trees here are all withered. Even the souls of the dead on the road lowered their heads and passed by silently, without making a sound.

Before, An had felt that the silence of the night palace made people feel powerless and terrifying, but only here did she know what the real despair and powerlessness were.

Ann raised her head, looked at the palace that shimmered with a dark red light in the distance, and smiled softly. The eyes as bright as the stars radiated some indescribable thoughts.

She had thought about how her long life would end and how she would follow in the footsteps of Pangu God. She had thought that maybe she would be uprooted and lose her life by a great demon king of the mixed world, or she could spend her time in a muddy stream, ending with the end of the Six Realms as time passed...... She had thought of many possibilities, but she never thought that she would take the initiative to give up her life.

Although An Ge said that at most she would ruin her cultivation, she knew better than anyone what was waiting for her.

On the way, Ann met a lot of ghosts, but no one dared to stop her, and no one stepped forward to ask her anything. She almost felt like she had become an undead and a part of this ghost world. And in fact, these people do treat him as an ordinary undead, as a part of everyone. Death can be divided into two kinds, physical death and mental death, and death is simply the destruction and disappearance of the physical body for most living beings. But the death of the heart is the same as the death of the body, and if the heart dies to ashes, a person is no different from the soul.

The current Ann is such a revenant, a revenant whose heart is dead to ashes and whose soul is empty.

According to the direction that An Ge told her before, I don't know how long she walked, An finally saw the stone of life and death that she had been waiting for for a long time. The so-called stone of life and death is nothing more than an ordinary white stone, and there is nothing special about it from the outside. However, this stone of life and death is tightly surrounded by the Yellow Spring, the Sansheng River of Lethe River, and a large area of bewitching red Manzhu Sawa is blooming in a gorgeous bloom, blood-like red, blood-like cruel and bewitching beauty.

Standing quietly in front of the riverbank, he sighed softly as he looked at the stone that had fallen into the river and disappeared immediately by the water.

She turned slowly and looked at the end of the road in the distance, her eyes flickering with a glimmer of light, as if she was expecting something, but she shook her head with a wry smile.

"An Ge, after I take this step, I will leave it all to you after that."

An Ge, who was on the side of the bronze mirror, was stunned, and a little bad premonition rose in his heart.

Ann smiled lightly, straightened her skirt, lifted her feet and stepped gently into the river.

The river was not deep, just below her knees, but the temperature of the river was more cold and bitter than she had imagined, and the cold feeling spread to her whole body little by little, freezing her body painfully, as if there was a knife and an axe.