The torment of millions of years, the pain of being devoured by insects and snakes.
Moreover, watching the one he loves pass away time and again, crossing the Naihe Bridge, drinking the Wangchuan River water.
Mo Wangchen cannot imagine the person in that bloody water.
To what extent must that obsession be powerful?
He stood for a long time, unable to calm his heart.
So many injustices in the world, their meanings elusive.
The person in the bloody water hopes to see the figure of their beloved, but also wishes the opposite, for each appearance means their beloved has died once more.
Earlier, when he led the souls of Yao Yuntian across the Reincarnation Bridge, the person in the bloody water had opened their eyes and looked at them, the hope and sorrow in those eyes, now Mo Wangchen understands.
He has waited here for millions of years for someone, not knowing how long it will take to see them once, yet in his heart, he does not want them to appear here.
