There were sad cries from the Lingxiao Palace. I hid behind the Dragon Pillar while the young man in white desperately sketched the face in the Peeping Circle Technique.
That face... A red lotus bloomed,... The Emperor of Heaven, is mine, my father... Has been growing on the bank of the underworld since I can remember, and there are flowers with the smell of blood growing on the other side. I held a boat and walked against the water. Some people could not bear the torture and voluntarily jumped into the underworld, starved to death, filled with water, and disappeared in a short time... The billowing water surface was filled with black smoke and miasma... The red dust was everywhere, and they fell to pieces.