The white ones were the karmic threads of passersby.
Song Shuhang reached out to move apart the dense number of white lines, and looked at the special blood-red lines.
The number of blood-red lines had also increased greatly.
Song Shuhang remembered that he had only seen six of these blood-red lines when he first got to see the karmic threads.
But now, the number of blood-red lines that were extending out from his body had exploded into the hundreds.
Unlike other karmic threads, the blood-red karmic threads were broken, and the other end of the line was fluttering with the wind, having no 'destination'.