Nine Netherworlds: Ballad of Yunxi

Gently turning the pages of time, sipping lightly at the mortal world, a few red blossoms drift through tender dreams.

Splendor fades, but fragrance lingers; the ravages of time cannot touch my brow.

Across lifetimes, fate leaves me wandering alone; a shadow crosses the underworld, clear and cold.

Cast away all worldly splendor, cleanse the mortal realm; a lingering dream, a single red thread.

Love stirs and souls are drawn together, circling through lifetimes until at last they unite.

The rosy glow fades, the setting sun grows hazy.

A dream entwined with the Flower of the Other Shore; today, it comes true.

Leng Yunxi stared intently at the figure of “herself” lying on the ground and suddenly noticed something strange. The blood flowing from beneath “her” spread in claw-shaped rivulets, wrapping tightly around the body. Its shape and appearance were just like a flower she often saw in her nightmares. She had looked it up: it was called the Flower of the Other Shore, and the red variety was also known as Manjusaka. This flower was said to guide souls along the road to the underworld, serving as a guide into the nether realm. It was only a legend, but now that she had been reborn, this strange sight seemed all the more uncanny...

“...With my true form, my divine power... blood sacrifice... reborn in the Nine Hells...”

When Leng Yunxi heard Changsun Ni’s voice in her nightmare, her mind shook violently. It was as if an earth-shattering secret deep in her soul were about to break free...