Out of nowhere, a tiny boat appeared on the river.
The river was named the Styx River, it was the river of life in the Underworld. Souls that could not reincarnate drifted like clouds on its surface.
Baili Jia Jue wore a black cloak and stood at the helm of the boat.
He held a bamboo pole silently and looked at Helian Wei Wei who was on the boat. Although her eyes were shut, he could hear her voice.
"What is this place?" she asked.
Baili Jia Jue reached out and smoothed her long hair that had been ruffled by the wind, he then answered with an unprecedented soft tone, "Styx River."
Then, he gently placed a kiss on her forehead.
Her small face still did not show any sign of consciousness or grief. Her visage was calm and peaceful, the trace of a smile played on her lips.
