The Pinnacle of Life

When Shelly saw him reacting vigorously while searching the woman’s soul, she could not help but feel overwrought. “What’s wrong? What did you see?” she asked.

Alex slowly let his hand go.

Meanwhile, that woman was already in a muddled state after her main soul had received severe damage. The old iron chain of Persephone’s Folly Bridge didn’t intend to let her go and soon dragged her under the bridge.

Over there, the River Styx was surging.

Her soul immediately sank into the water without even having time to bubble on it.

Alex looked at Shelly. “The Pool of Afterlife. We can truly return to the mortal realm and reshape our flesh and blood vessels only if we enter the Pool of the Afterlife. And, this place is known as the Underworld.”

Shelly froze for a brief moment. “I think I’ve heard of it somewhere…”

Alex said, “There’s another important point. Each person who enters this place will be given a hundred years. They have to be reborn within that time, and those who fail can only wait to perish or borrow stuff to stay behind or snatch away someone else’s qualification before rebirth, just like that woman earlier. Moreover, this place doesn’t belong to a realm on Earth. Many still come in and consider this a place for trials.”

Shelly walked down Persephone’s Folly Bridge. Her beautiful eyes gleamed. If it weren’t for her short figure, she would’ve surely been devastatingly beautiful. He wondered who she must’ve been in her previous life.

“I remembered something about the legend of the Underworld…”

know about that?” Alex approached with

about it,

Alex said, “Go ahead.”

A magistrate once enforced the laws here, but he later strayed into the demonic path, refined the entire Underworld into a demonic realm, and separated it from River Styx to jump out of the three realms. However, Dairaionji Temple suppressed him in the end… The Pool of Afterlife is indeed in the Underworld, but rumors

pool of Afterlife…” Alex frowned, but he soon calmed

here with a purpose to enter Dairaionji Temple and help his father resist the Soul Planting. Hence, he had to enter the Pool of Afterlife within a hundred years at all

exited the mind

was shouting

“What’s wrong?” Alex asked.

I kept shouting at you, but you didn’t even respond. I thought something

A woman ahnost possessed your soul. She disguised herself as your mother and asked you to offer your soul! You nearly promised her. Luckily I stopped you in time, but that b*tch targeted me

a grave tone, his expressions displaying a lingering

heard that. “Alex Rockefeller,

was satisfied with her tactfulness. However, later, Shirley asked him a question. “What

froze. “Do you have any impression of

a memory of my past, but I can never remember it for some reason. My grandpa said that was a memory from when I