The deep river water boiled and surged, the scalding temperature causing a wave of distortion above the lake's surface. A vast and intense red lotus blossomed in the depths of the river, its fiery light brewing and erupting with thunderous booms.
Majestic columns of water rose to the sky underneath the blazing inferno.
Even the cold little Netherworld could not withstand the terrible flame of the red lotus. The quietly perched strands of hair on the earth withered away, as the pale faces of women each with their own expressions twisted and screamed.
Black hair retreated into the river like a tide, struck with terror.
Droplets of water splashed chaotically.
Fang Geyu was struck by the scorching river water on her body, and out of the corner of her eye, she seemed to see something. She shivered all over, the hostility in her eyes dissipated in an instant, and she lifted her pale face, looking somewhat lost.
The dark night appeared uneasy.
