The Chaotic God Sea had finally been reached.
The legendary tomb of Ghost Martial Saint Lord lay in this region.
This place was an ancient battlefield. Over countless years, immortals, Divine Race members, and other cultivators had slaughtered one another here, leaving piles of white bones and resentment that soared into the heavens.
Yet for some reason, the Heavenly Court scarcely managed a place like this, allowing it to remain as it was.
Thus, later generations had the chance to come here and explore.
The so-called Chaotic God Sea was not entirely an ocean. It also contained continent after continent, many of which covered hundreds of millions of miles. Gray mist filled every corner of this place, gathering without dispersing, as though it were some kind of sinister fog.
Deep within that sinister fog, Primordial Heroic Spirits wandered about. Souls from ancient times roared within, waiting at any moment for a fated person to arrive so they could seize their body.
Some Primordial Undead even let out eerie cackles. Their laughter seemed to flow constantly beside everyone's ears, impossible to shake off.
"I think you lot want a Wheel of Reincarnation."
Fang Qing's expression was as calm as an Ancient Well. However, a Wheel of Reincarnation flew out from within him. It was not the one from the Yellow Springs Diagram, but a peerless Wheel of Reincarnation that he had derived using his own Dao attainments. As it revolved, countless undead and corpses were all turned into materials and drawn into the Wheel of Reincarnation, transformed into universe after universe.
Within those universes, fresh and lively living beings were born again. Their Death Qi had been completely purged, life blossomed anew, and they were utterly liberated.
What was reincarnation? Was this not reincarnation?
So-called evil, Death Qi, baleful qi, and