In the river, it was stacked full of severed hands and feet, headless and bodiless corpses.
They densely occupied the entire river, numbering in the billions, trampling and writhing on each other, trying to crawl out of the river.
The rolling water in the river seemed like magma, like sulfuric acid, to them as they struggled painfully, even biting each other.
Those who tried to climb ashore, once they touched the bank, were swept away by the rapid currents.
They were imprisoned in the river, endlessly cleansed by the river water from their sins, day after day, never to reach the shore.
Jun Moyan watched the struggling corpses in the river, feeling the continual onslaught of cold winds, chilling him to the bone.
Why did this place resemble the hell described by Baiyi so much?
That bridge, this river, weren’t they Naihe Bridge and Oblivion River?
How did he end up here?
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
The ground suddenly started trembling slightly as, from across the river, came the dull sound of footsteps.
These footsteps made it impossible to imagine the heaviness or enormity of the entity.
The ghosts still struggling, biting, and roaring in the river, upon hearing these footsteps, all gradually quieted down, then hurriedly sank one by one to the riverbed.
Fearing that being a few seconds slow would result in being destroyed by the emerging entity.
The heavy footsteps grew louder; with the approaching entity, the ground shook even more violently, as if his heart might be shaken out.
Jun Moyan listened and pinpointed the direction, looking toward the bridge.
Through the swirling black mist, a massive black figure moved onto the bridge, coming towards him.
Jun Moyan stared intently at the bridge, truly fearing it might be crushed by the creature.
If it were anyone else experiencing the current situation, their first reaction would definitely be to turn and run, but Jun Moyan had not a single thought of fleeing in his mind.
He only wanted to clearly see what it was.
Finally, the entity slowly emerged from the black mist and came to the end of the bridge on his side, but when Jun Moyan saw the creature clearly, he was completely stunned.
What appeared on the bridge was neither human nor ghost nor any kind of animal.
But he recognized this entity.
It was the ferocious "tattoo" on his chest.
Only, the one before him had not just one surface; it had a head, a massive body, and four legs.
Jun Moyan held his breath, gazing up at it.
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Seemingly aware that Jun Moyan had been gazing up at it all this time, the creature attempted to lower its body. However, the bridge could not accommodate its massive form, and in the end, it could only fold its four legs and lower its height.
Then it looked at Jun Moyan.
Jun Moyan calmed his emotions and, moved by some inexplicable compulsion, he suddenly stepped forward towards it.
The closer he got, the more a sense of familial warmth overcame him.
This feeling of kinship puzzled him immensely.
When he reached its presence, Jun Moyan, as if possessed, reached out his hand towards it.
The creature cooperated by lowering its head, even closing its eyes, and leaning in.
However, just as Jun Moyan’s hand was about to touch it, the sound of a cat’s meow startled him awake.
Jun Moyan abruptly opened his eyes, emerging from the dream.
What he saw was the familiar ceiling.
"Meow～" Wen Xiao’ai raised her little paw, ready to freshen Jun Moyan from his slumber.
Seeing Jun Moyan awake, she immediately withdrew her guilty little paws and rubbed his chin somewhat sheepishly.