The Mystic Gates of the Heavens Are Not One Family

Three Realms Great Thousand World.

South Sea.

Tianhe Dao Sect, Starsea Grotto-Heaven.

The grotto-heaven resembled a universe, with myriad stars arrayed across it, shining with dazzling light.

The stars wheeled endlessly in their ranks. Starlight rippled, and bands of silver radiance shone everywhere.

The stars circled the immortal palaces and cloud halls like a river of stars, a vast, boundless galactic vortex that gave rise to endless light from suns, moons, and stars.

Within the hall, pure starlight Origin Energy billowed like silver gauze curtains. Amid golden flowers and silver trees, a vast Galaxy Grand Unity Diagram hovered above a lotus pool in the Star Sea. Before it stood a silent, white-robed, middle-aged Daoist with a bamboo hairpin.

This was a Pure Yang Dao Lord of the Tianhe Dao Sect, and the only Dao Lord the sect had left in the Three Realms Great Thousand World.

Taiyi Yuzhen Mingxuan Zhengyang Daoist Lord Yueheng.

By rights, Daoist Lord Yueheng should have been cultivating in his Dao Palace within the Eighth-Layered Heavenly Palace, ready to advise the Golden Palace Heavenly Emperor when called upon.

Instead, he had returned to the Tianhe Dao Sect, to this Starsea Grotto-Heaven he knew so well.

Before the Galaxy Grand Unity Diagram stood rows of memorial tablets. Some sat high above the others, blazing like great suns; some surrounded them, shedding clear light like stars. Still others, though placed just as high, had gone dark and cracked.

Those cracked tablets belonged to the Upper Three Realms Immortal Deities and Pure Yang cultivators the Tianhe Dao Sect had lost over the years.

Gazing at the cracked tablets and the familiar names upon them—senior brothers, junior brothers, disciples, and their descendants—Daoist Lord Yueheng suddenly sighed. His once-unshakable, towering frame had grown slightly stooped, as though the Pure Yang Dao