章 151: Silver Thread

Song Zhuyu skillfully maneuvered through the souls while checking their faces at the same time. 

He soon noted a few striking similarities— each of them wore an expression of perpetual despair and regret, their cheeks pitifully sunken as if they had not consumed anything for weeks, and their clouded gaze indicated that they were not lucid. They must be trapped in an endless loop, reliving the final moments of their lives. 

He moved with caution and vigilance so as to avoid bumping into any of them. Fortunately, the tunnel was wide and the number of souls sparse, making it easier for him to navigate his way around. He was a living soul, after all. Technically, he wasn't supposed to be in this realm, and so he must conceal his presence to the best of his ability. Otherwise he couldn't imagine what would have happened if this delicate equilibrium was disrupted.