Seven Souls On Earth And One Soul In Hell

Mu Bai pushed Mo Fan out with all his might. Mo Fan felt as if he had broken out through a looking glass. He breathed in a gush of clean air that instantly cleared the turbidity in his lungs. 

His stiffened muscles, frozen blood, and forgotten memories were gradually restored. Life slowly returned to his body and decaying soul.

Mo Fan lay on the ground and faced the sky. He turned his head and looked at the sunken and massive black abyss. Mu Bai left him further away. He was slowly covered by the muddy and decaying souls. He got further away from Mo Fan, and his silhouette gradually faded. 

Mo Fan dared not to look at him again. He quickly closed his eyes.

He felt his eyes were dry. He was filled with guilt. Mu Bai's final words lingered in Mo Fan's mind.

'Could the Fallen Angel still return to the world? What if he could never return?'