Chapter 396 - Repairing the Northern Land (2/2)

Lonemoon made another glance at the River of Forgetfulness which went messily in all directions around them like hanged noodles. Immediately he felt his headache worsened. Plane cracks was something that even Godfiend back then could only seal temporarily relying on help from Hong Meng’s group from another plane. Yun Heng was, after all, just a mortal. If the matter could be solved by only his soul-sacrificing, they wouldn’t have looked for a Manager everywhere so anxiously. Yun Heng merely used the force of the River of Forgetfulness to cover it up temporarily, but the crack had always been there. This cover was very fragile besides, and the crack would reappear before long.

And due to him forcefully using the River of Forgetfulness, he caused chaos of the River of Forgetfulness in this world, and disturbed Samsara in this world. Therefore, a chasm allowing entering but not exit was formed here.

Besides, this River of Forgetfulness was a small portion stemmed from the mainstream of the small world, which meant that half of the souls which went past here may be forcefully stuck here. What’s more, because of the distortion of the River of Forgetfulness, they soul may collapse and become remnant souls. And their numbers kept increasing. The Northern Land was probably formed like this.

Though remnant souls had no consciousness, they would instinctively want to return to the River of Forgetfulness. That was why the remnant souls would attack the mortal realm wildly. Because only the River of Forgetfulness there could allow them to re-enter Samsara. Yet they were actually intercepted by unknowing Mystic cultivators and prevented from entering. Not being able to reincarnate, nor to return to the River of Forgetfulness, no wonder they would produce grievous energy and become so violent as to eat humans.

The only solution was to return the River of Forgetfulness to its original state, send all remnant souls back into Samsara, and most importantly, fix that plane crack.

But there were really too many faults with the River of Forgetfulness here, and they were messily scattered everywhere. Even with Little Shortie here, him and Yi Qing took a long time to slowly pull back those messed-up rivers.

Yes, two people. Not including a certain troublesome person who watched like in a movie while eating snacks the whole time.

“Oh. Don’t I have to keep an eye on Rotten Ghost? He’s not awake yet. What if he gets rotten again?” said Shen Ying in all seriousness.

The corner of Lonemoon’s mouth twitched. Aren’t you just f*cking lazy! Song Ren is already reborn and not a ghost anymore. How on earth can he still get rotten?

“It’s already done.” Before Lonemoon could bust out, Yi Qing dragged the last section of the River of Forgetfulness back to its original position, and the whole river was finally restored, and it started flowing once more.

Little Shortie at the side waved a hand towards a sky full of Yin Qi. Her being Meng Po after all, countless light dots appeared instantly. Thousands of stuck remnant souls all returned to the River. The Yin Qi dissipated completely. As if thick clouds were cleared, very bright sunlight suddenly covered them. The Northern Land which was originally so dark that even the sun and the sky could not be seen lit up completely in a moment. Though it was still a barren land, the dark aura of earlier was gone.

And bits of Spirit Qi appeared in the air. Upon thinking carefully, it was in fact normal. Looking at Yun Heng’s first life in the illusion, one could realize that the Spirit Qi of this small world wasn’t much lesser than that of other small worlds. Yet with the plane crack that appeared later, combined with the messing up of the River of Forgetfulness, this world was affected. That was why its Spirit Qi grew ever thinner and eventually severing the heritage of cultivators.

Right now, with the restoration of the River of Forgetfulness, Spirit Qi would naturally return. Just that…

He looked up. In the next instant, there was indeed a distortion in the air, and a pitch-black hole suddenly appeared, as thought the sky was torn apart.

He subconsciously turned to look at a certain foodie beside him. Yet he saw her making an encouraging gesture with cupped fists. “Go on, Father Niu!” You can do it!

“Get lost!” You just don’t want to do it yourself.

Upon careful recollection of that assistant guide book which he spent months to look through, he indeed wanted to give it a try. “Chef, you take the left, I take the right. Let’s try Sky-Repairing Array.”

Yi Qing nodded and turned to fly towards the left. Lonemoon flew towards the right. The two activated the array at the same time, while directly turning on assistant authority. Indeed, in the next moment, a wave of unknown power went through his body, and then flowed into the array.

He saw that pitch-black hole in the middle starting to shrink smaller and smaller. Within the time of eating half a fruit, that black hole had completely disappeared, together with its violent sucking force.