The World Beyond the Door

Liu Mo said, "And this stalemate lasted thousands of years, perhaps even tens of thousands?"

He meant no disrespect. He was simply struck by how a moment's hesitation on the Dao Venerable's part had created a "Void World" in which truth and illusion were indistinguishable.

Fortunately, this place was sealed off from the outside. Otherwise, the consequences would have been impossible to predict.

Liu Mo said, "If someone refined the Void World and deliberately used it for evil, it would unleash a catastrophe beyond imagination."

He looked at Yin Jiuxu beside him. The man had once said he wanted to end all this, but how could that be done?

Yin Jiuxu said, "The Dao Venerable's strength is far beyond what Eighth Realm cultivators like you and me can contend with."

Though he had passed away, fragments of his Mental Field had yet to dissipate completely, and terrifying Dao resonance still lingered around him.

Liu Mo studied the man. Was he really in the same realm as him?

Clearly, this middle-aged man with jet-black hair and deep eyes was among the finest in the Eighth Realm. He was at least in its late stages, far beyond Heavenly Immortal Gu Rui, Yun Zhaoxia, and the others. Facing him felt like standing before an abyss.

Liu Mo asked, "Are you truly not the Dao Venerable?"

Yin Jiuxu shook his head. "The Dao Venerable is dead. I am merely the last survivor." He motioned for Liu Mo to look into the depths of the night mist. In the enormous Dao Venerable's right hand, yang energy rose to form a small barrier, with living beings inside.

Yin Jiuxu said, "I escaped from there."

"Just who are you and those people?" Liu Mo asked.

Yin Jiuxu said, "Surely you don't think you outsiders are the only