My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)

Chapter 392: Shards of Memories

Chapter 392: Shards of Memories
Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Why were there so many remnant souls all of a sudden? All the way here, they had only seen about one or two remnant souls. The situation looked like... the remnant souls were being summoned by the grievous energy?!

More and more remnant souls began to appear below them – the number just about doubled. What's more, the newer ones looked more and more frightening. The ghostly cries were so high-pitched that all of their eardrums felt like they were going to burst at any moment.

Yun Heng's body swayed. He could not handle the sights and sounds before him. Lonemoon immediately conjured a seal to block out the noise.

"Many thanks Exalted Master." Yun Heng looked slightly better. He watched as the number of remnant souls kept increasing. Taking a deep breath, he said, "I'm going to set up the array and send them to Samsara."

"Wait!" Lonemoon stopped him just as he was about to conjure the seal. "There are too many of them, you won't be able to deal with them on your own." Moreover, Lonemoon no longer needed him as an advertisement.

Lonemoon pushed Yun Heng to the back of the sword. With two hands, he formed a huge Rebirth Seal beneath their feet, which at once covered the ground where a significant number of remnant souls were standing. All around, the Yin Qi began to dissipate. All the hideous ghosts began to recover their original looks. However, they did not disappear. Instead, a fresh flow of Yin Qi caused all of them to look hideous again.

"Eh?" Lonemoon paused. "What's going on?" The array was working fine!

Yi Qing, on the other hand, was thinking deeply. Could it be...

He activated his assistant authority to scan their surroundings. His eyes widened. "The River of Forgetfulness... is gone."

"What!" Lonemoon exclaimed. He instinctively activated his own assistant authority, but the scene before him remained the same. Everything remained pitch black. Indeed, there was no sign of the River of Forgetfulness.

"Could it be that the River of Forgetfulness has a blind spot?" How could it not be present here?!

"I think so..." Shen Ying suddenly raised her hand. "Perhaps you should activate your wide-angle lens."

What?

The two of them stared blankly back at her. A moment later, they understood. Activating their divine perception, they scanned the surroundings. Their expressions immediately changed.

Holy shit shit shit shit shit!

(⊙_⊙)

What the hell?!

They saw that within a radius of 500 kilometers, there were golden rivers flowing everywhere. However, it was not one main river that flowed through this region. Instead, the river seemed to have been cut up into little pieces of unequal lengths, and then dispersed all over the place. Some ran through the ground, some were floating in mid-air, some were standing up tall like pillars and some were so twisted that they looked like vines.

How was that the River of Forgetfulness? It was in little pieces like a puzzle. A puzzle that was missing many pieces, at that.

"What... What exactly happened here?" Lonemoon's face was a mask of confusion. He had never seen such a messy River of Forgetfulness. Was Shortie on strike?

With the River of Forgetfulness in such a messy state, nobody knew how to even begin trying to clean it up.

"Maybe there'll be an answer over there!" Yi Qing pointed to the front where there seemed to be a blinking golden light..