In the dark 'Senluo Hell'.
Daoist Yuanci sat quietly in the underworld.
His spiritual sense swept over the surroundings little by little.
Countless dense, starry lights danced in his vision.
Sometimes a vast number of star points disappeared, and at other times a vast number of star points quickly supplemented from various corners of the Xiao Cang Realm.
These are the 'True Spirits'.
They are the root of those born with spiritual wisdom.
Physical death, soul dispersal are merely external.
Only the destruction of the true spirit signifies the complete annihilation of a life.
And Senluo Hell is the place that can observe all true spirits within the Xiao Cang Realm.
In his vision, almost all of these true spirits were shrouded in confusion, their spiritual light dim.
Only a very few true spirits faintly emitted a unique aura, standing out like a triton among the minnows in the vast sea of tiny true spirits.
"This is the true spirit of An Changshou..."
