1344 Born From Death, Rules of Life and Death! (4)
“So this is the meaning of life and death that Little Han mentioned.”
Taking a step forward, his body began to burn.
Despite the suppression techniques and other forces in the Nether River, the flames surged and billowed, completely unaffected.
“I understood.”
Not far away, Feng Yi, who was sitting cross-legged, also had flames rising from his body.
The two flames intersected and instantly ignited the void.
In an instant, the entire Holy City was engulfed in golden flames.
The flames did not hurt anyone or anything.
In the flames, figures gathered.
These were all the souls absorbed by the Soul Suppressing Banner.
At this moment, they all appeared.
“To be born from death, to be reborn from life, to wander between life and death, this is the true ferrying of the Nether River, the rules of life and death.
“Nether River, you have never truly controlled the rules of life and death.”
Looking at the flames gathering around Patriarch Tao Ran, Li Mubai revealed a look of enlightenment.
He reached out and took the hand of the woman in front of him, then laughed and stepped into the void.
“Brother Tao Ran, we will help you.”
Li Mubai let out a long laugh. He and the illusory figure beside him turned into two pillars of light, one black and one white.
The pillar of light descended, causing the Nether River Boats below to fly up.
The Nether River Boats converged, their sails billowing with golden light, merging with the black and white beams of light to become a single wooden boat.
The wooden boat moved, and its shape transformed into a black and white brush-like object.
Patriarch Tao Ran, who was in the flames, nodded and integrated the power of the flames with the fading Soul Sealing Banner.
The Soul Suppressing Banner turned into a book that emitted golden flames.
Ink brushes and scrolls appeared in the air, blocking the blood-colored river.
Despite the river’s impact, it could not push them back.
“This is the rule of life and death, to be born from death before life and death,” came the astonished voice of the Heavenly Slaughter Immortal Venerable from the void.
In the blood-colored river, Han Muye stood beside Huang Six. Their bodies were enveloped by a golden light.
“Brother, do you understand?” Han Muye pointed ahead and asked softly.
There, a book and ink brush blocked the blood river and protected the Holy City.
“I roughly understand. This is the rule.” Huang Six nodded and grinned, then shook his head.