Pingzhang

Deep in the endless sea there is a place called the Sea of ​​Death. It was a restricted area of ​​life where even spiritual storms would be swallowed up. According to legend, the lives of offshore creatures were about to expire. No matter whether they were monks or beasts, their souls would generate an unstoppable tidal wave. This is not a voice heard, but a call originating from the origin of life. Pulled by mysterious power, I am here to wait for my death. And this kind of migration, which is like a pilgrimage to death, is called the "death crossing" by the world.