The underworld, the never-ending banks of the Lethe River......

It has been many years since the birth of the underworld, and this sea of blood-red flowers is still as red as ever, and countless muddy souls are lining up to follow the guidance of the sea of flowers, and it has been the same for hundreds of millions of years. But today, it seems that something is different.

In the underworld, in the eternal darkness of the night, a new group of souls walks the path guided by a sea of flowers. At the end of the group, a somewhat broken, dim and even almost dissipated soul seemed to be too weak, and gradually broke away from the team, and entered the eternal and blood-like sea of flowers.

I don't know how long it went, but it couldn't hold on anymore, and fell into the sea of flowers, muttering in its mouth, as if looking back on the past in life.

Oh, how many things can a remnant soul remember? Maybe it's really important to it, an obsession that you can't forget even if you die.

In the sea of flowers, perhaps because of obsession, or because of some other unknown reasons, it did not immediately disperse, but slowly, bit by bit, it merged with this sea of flowers that was as silent as ever and eternally like blood.

Mutations also took place from this.

Countless flowers automatically formed a red tornado that followed the sky, and a somewhat vague figure appeared in the center of the tornado, and gradually condensed, and from the appearance, it seemed to be a human being.

I don't know how long it took, the tornado stopped, and the sea of flowers returned to its original silence, as if everything was the same, but the clear figure standing in the center of the sea of flowers proved that everything had changed......

It was a beautiful figure, a dreamlike face, a proud figure, a frosty skin and a sparkling white hair, all showing her perfection.

What makes people even more unable to take their eyes off is her blood-like crimson eyes, like mellow red wine, which will be intoxicated at a glance, sinking forever, and like an endless sea of blood, even death makes people moths to fire and kill themselves.

This is her, who has now been reborn, the flower of the other side.

She looked around blankly, not knowing what she was supposed to do. She looked down at her naked body, and a voice in her head seemed to tell her that it was not good. She tilted her head and thought about it, and suddenly, she remembered something called clothes.

So, a long robe with a whole body as red as blood and a flower embroidered on it was put on. She looked at herself and laughed happily.

At this moment, a black figure appeared in front of her.

"Who are you to appear in this sea of flowers on the other side!" The shadow appeared and yelled at her.

She looked blankly at the black shadow, and a strange red light flashed in her eyes,

Name: Hou Yu

LV：44

Race: Enma

Special Status: Flower Sea Guard

Who is he? Person? What is that, it seems to be something with a name, something that looks a little like me. But I don't seem to be human. But I should have a name...... She thought silently to herself.

"Answer me, or I will arrest you and put you in the prison of the underworld for strict interrogation!"

Hou Xi was a little angry, he was one of the regulators of the Flower Sea, which was an extremely important part of the underworld, and since the birth of the underworld, he had guided all the dead souls in the direction, walked to the Nai He Bridge, and was reincarnated.

Without it, the order of the underworld would be chaotic in an instant, and countless souls would turn into powerful ghosts and cause trouble to all beings, which could not help but make him cautious.

"People...... Name...... My head hurts, Sora Jiran, I remember, that's my name......" The severe headache made Sora Jiran squat down and hugged his head helplessly.

"What a strange thing, don't say it, then don't blame me!" Hou Yu snorted coldly, and black gas came out of his right hand, forming a ghost claw, and quickly grabbed Ji Ran into the air.

There was a loud bang, but it was not Kong Jiran who flew out, but Hou Xi. The sea of flowers on the other side rioted again, forming a barrier to block Hou Xi's ghost claws and knocking him out. At this time, Kong Jiran also stood up, and her instinct told her that this sea of flowers was for her use.

Seeing the protector of the sea of flowers, Hou Xi understood that she was the flower on the other side.

"Are you...... Flower Demon! Hou Yu landed on the ground and calmed down the restless atmosphere.

This sea of flowers has been guiding the souls of the underworld since ancient times, but I didn't expect that now it was born with spiritual wisdom and turned into a demon, which is a bit tricky, and no one knows how much power this represents the "death" of the other side of the flower.

"Flower Demon, well, it should be this." Sora Jiran nodded and said in agreement.

This is her territory, I am not her opponent here, I can't fight with her, I must tell Yan Jun about this! Hou Xi thought to himself, and had already made up his mind to retreat.

"Looks like I've remembered something again." As she spoke, Sora Jiran stretched out a hand, and her power was converging, forming a blood-red cannonball.

"Spirit cannon." The blood-red cannonballs were gone.

"Damn, inherit the memory, she comprehended it so quickly, and this power, she should just be a newborn demon, how can she have such a strong demon power!"

Hou Yu was startled, and his toes quickly retreated, while constantly creating pitch-black ghost claws in an attempt to slow down the speed of the spirit cannon.

However, the ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and the spirit cannon smashed all the ghost claws like a broken bamboo, and hit Hou Xi's body, without even a scream, he was beaten into nothingness.

"It's finally solved, it's really troublesome."

Kong Jiran clapped his hands, and with a thought in his head, the sea of flowers formed a blood-red bed. She fell backwards and lay on it, suddenly remembering that the first time she saw Hou Xi, she seemed to see something about his identity, and she didn't know if it could be used for herself.

Thinking so, she raised her hand and looked at her white palm with crimson eyes.

Name: Sora Himeran

LV：50

Race: Demon Race - Flower of the Other Side

Special Status: The Lord of the Sea of Flowers on the Other Side

Demon Talent: Devour - Turn everything into your fertilizer and fund your growth.

Charm - Take advantage of your beautiful looks, which will be your weapon.

Curse - Guide the souls of the dead through the ages, and this is their gift to you.

Death - the flower of the other side, the flower of death, let your flower bloom all over the world.

Purification - it seems to be what you are, but you haven't remembered it yet.

Talents: Soul Devouring Demon Pupil, Illusion, Red Lotus Karmic Fire, Contract, Red Refining, Psychic Gate、?? 、？？ ……

Is this all I have now capable of, in more detail than looking at other people's. Sora Jiran thought about it and didn't care so much. Sitting up, quietly looking at the endless sea of flowers, her heart suddenly felt a little bored and bored, as if watching the same scenery for hundreds of millions of years made her have other ideas.

With a thought in his mind, the bed made of flowers disappeared, and Sora Jiran summoned a door, the Psychic Gate, with his impression of natural supernatural powers.

Memories told her that the door seemed to lead to other worlds. Kong Jiran took one last look at the underworld, glanced at the sea of flowers, slowly walked towards the gate, and disappeared behind the door.

It's just that what she didn't notice was that after she left, where Hou Yu was gone, a gray shadow suddenly appeared, and it quickly flew into the sky and disappeared......

PS: Explain, LV is universal in the world, it does not mean soul power, don't make a mistake.