As time flies by like a fleeting horse, a few weeks have rushed past.
The autumn hues of Bin Hai gradually fade away, bringing a touch of chill to the wind. The sycamore trees lining the streets shed all their yellow leaves, with bare branches stretching toward the gray sky.
In these days, Shen Siyuan and his group have not been idle; during the day, Xiao Yue traverses various temples, using the Ten Thousand Soul Banner to gather the scattered Power of Incense.
When night falls, Shen Siyuan leads Xiao Yue, Dou Dou, and Duoduo to the Yangzhou Netherworld together.
The Netherworld is filled with rampant Mud Worms and pervasive yin energy, a wasteland.
Shen Siyuan suspends the Ten Thousand Soul Banner high in the air. With a thought, the banner unfurls, and endless pure Power of Incense, woven with gold and red, pours down, instantly enveloping a large area.
