"Such rich soul power!"
At this moment, Jiang Yuan arrived at a starry river, where everything in sight was filled with shimmering silver lights.
Jiang Yuan raised his hand and held a speck of light. He murmured with reminiscence, "When I was little, you said that the deceased would turn into stars in the night sky, silently watching over their loved ones in the darkness!"
"Father, Mother, are you watching me too?"
Jiang Yuan looked up at the endless starry sky where heaven and earth were indistinguishable. Although he rarely mentioned his adoptive parents, it did not mean that he did not care. On the contrary, he always carefully preserved that hard-won family affection in his heart. It was precisely because of this heavy feeling that he could not talk about it.
As the light disappeared, Jiang Yuan's soul, like a desert, began to greedily absorb the soul power brought by the light.
This is the Soul River!
A place filled with boundless pure soul power, where your soul will undergo unexpected sublimation. However, there are limitations. Every speck of light in the Soul River has a traceable origin, and how much you can absorb depends entirely on your talent. To put it more clearly, each speck of light here represents the pure soul power of a person. These people may be young, in their prime, or in their twilight years, but without exception, they have all passed away. This speck of light is the last proof that they once lived in this world.
This River of Souls cannot be proven by time and space, nor can it leave a trace of the years. It is an eternal place of transcendence. Unfortunately, everything in the River of Souls is just a paused projection, a last gift left by the departed to those who pursue eternity.
"You've done it again!"
Just as Jiang Yuan finished absorbing the first point of light, the Soul River suddenly trembled, and countless points of light began to converge, soon forming a human figure.
"Yes, I'm here again!" Jiang Yuan didn't recognize the figure in front of him, but he answered him with unusual calmness.
The two remained silent, staring at each other for more than ten minutes, until the figure materialized into a real person—an old man with white hair.
“Death, this is the second time you have visited this place!” The old man’s gaze was complicated.
Upon hearing the words "Grim Reaper," Jiang Yuan's emotions fluctuated. It seemed that the identity of the Grim Reaper's successor had already been discovered during his last visit, otherwise the other party would not have so confidently uttered this title.
“Give Hunjiang a chance. This is the last pure land for all idealists. If you are included in your reincarnation, not only will Hunjiang be destroyed, but also your family in this reincarnation!” The old man bowed to Jiang Yuan.
This way of meeting was something Jiang Yuan had never expected. After entering the Jiang family's ancestral land, he had imagined countless ways to meet, such as his abnormal talent making the Jiang family uneasy, or damaging some treasure of the Jiang family and thus being expelled. But he never expected that it was his identity that made Hun Jiang feel fear.
"Do you know me?" Jiang Yuan asked the old man.
“I am not qualified, but when you first came, Emperor Jiang mentioned your name, and you also reached an agreement with Emperor Jiang that you would not destroy the Soul River again!” The old man bent his body slightly, never daring to face Jiang Yuan directly.
"Who is Emperor Jiang? How does he know me? If he knows me, why isn't he showing up now?" Jiang Yuan frowned and asked three questions in a row. His intuition told him that there were still many secrets about this battlefield, or at least, many that he didn't know.
"well!"
The old man sighed heavily, his eyes lowered for a long time before finally answering, "Emperor Jiang is the ancestor of the Jiang family and the strongest being in the first battlefield of creation on the Imperial Star. As for why I know you, it's because you are the God of Death. You protected the other world before the birth of the Imperial Star, and you were the one who destroyed it in the end. Because of the destruction of the associated world, you can only reincarnate in mortal form, trying to return to your divine position. However, according to Emperor Jiang, the God of Death has been reincarnated more than 90,000 times in the entire universe, and has never lived to reach the divine realm."
Hearing this, Jiang Yuan was deeply shocked. There was so much in those words that he couldn't process it all.
The Jiang family actually originated from Earth—no, it should be called the Imperial Star—and has continued to exist from the first battlefield on the Imperial Star to the present day. Moreover, the ancestor of the Jiang family, Emperor Jiang, had a formidable reputation in the first battlefield.
The second piece of information was even more speechless.
"I was actually a companion god in my past life!" Jiang Yuan was completely stunned. He still remembered how much he hated companion gods because these gods only cared about their own safety and would even sacrifice the entire battlefield in order to transcend. And he was actually reborn as such a person.
“Yes, Emperor Jiang once mentioned this term!” The old man nodded in confirmation of Jiang Yuan’s words. He sighed and said, “Unfortunately, Emperor Jiang has also failed. Now, who knows in what capacity he will reappear on this battlefield!”
"You mean Emperor Jiang is gone too?" Jiang Yuan said speechlessly.
"The battlefield has no place for losers. Even if they sacrifice everything, it is difficult for them to survive on the battlefield. They can only eke out a living in other ways. But, this is also a kind of hope, isn't it?" The old man glanced at Jiang Yuan when he said this, because as far as he knew, Death was probably the most persistent person in the endless universe. Even if it was a cycle of ten thousand years, he had failed to reincarnate more than ninety thousand times. Such perseverance was beyond human imagination.
"Don't look at me, I'm not the Grim Reaper, I have my own name—Jiang Yuan!"
Jiang Yuan strongly disliked the idea of reincarnation. He was who he was, not a substitute for anyone else.
“Since Lord Death has also said that his name is Jiang Yuan, then is the Soul River…” The old man looked at Jiang Yuan with a hint of pleading. The Soul River was of great significance to him, and he would not allow anyone to destroy it.
"Hey, I didn't do anything when I came in. You're the one who made wild guesses about my purpose right away!" Jiang Yuan said with a wry smile.
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