Shushan, Garrison Peak.
Above the sea of clouds, the yin-yang sky of two colors still slowly revolved. It seemed that Venerable White Ze had also comprehended her own path and emerged from her place of seclusion.
High Person Wenyuan's figure appeared atop the mountain at once, and he asked, "How did it go?"
Because of the distinction between the human race and the Demon Race, the Shushan Sect had not loudly waved banners and beaten drums for White Ze. But within the sect, they naturally supported White Ze's attainment of the Dao even more.
After all, emotionally speaking, compared to an unfamiliar human, White Ze—who had been bound to Shushan for thousands of years—was certainly closer.
White Ze looked up at the sky and slowly said, "I must establish a realm between yin and yang, gathering the wandering souls and wild ghosts between heaven and earth. Only by thus separating yin and yang can I gain the recognition of the Yin-Yang Great Dao and ascend to the Profound Comprehension Realm."
"This matter..." High Person Wenyuan frowned upon hearing this. "It will consume enormous effort."
No one knew how many ghosts existed in the world, but yin creatures had dwelled in the dark corners of the world since ancient times. To completely separate yin and yang this time, the effort required would inevitably be immense.
And it was not enough to accomplish it for the moment. A complete mechanism also had to be established so that future ownerless wandering souls could enter this new "underworld."
Let alone White Ze alone, even if every Shushan disciple were sent out, who knew how long it would take to capture every wandering soul in the world?
Meanwhile, Patriarch Tianxing had already begun erecting a grand altar, gathering the power of the stars to help