Even a trap could make heroes bow their backs.
Qin Yi believed that he was certainly not the only one who sensed something amiss within Kunlun Void, yet nearly everyone had something they sought.
When one sought something, one could only come. Even if it was a trap, one still had to come.
Whether there was a trap or not was no longer important. What mattered was obtaining what one wanted.
Or perhaps accomplishing something one had to do.
The place where heaven and earth had connected in ancient times, the very root of severing heaven from earth—Towering Kunlun, the vast cosmos. How many clues pointed here, how many fortunes evolved within it? There was no escaping it, no avoiding it.
Qiu Niu had come. He Dao had come.
Bei Yuan, Yue Xi, Zuo Qingtian, Jade True Person—perhaps not a single one of them could escape.
"Amitabha."
Within a Spirit Pool shrouded in drifting clouds and mist, Bei Yuan pressed his palms together in greeting. "The Nether Emperor has still come."
Jade True Person stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the Spirit Pool. A lotus bloomed within it, exquisite beyond compare.
It seemed as though there was a world within the lotus, with sun, moon, and stars slowly circling about.
After watching for a while, Jade True Person said quietly, "This place must be where the Reincarnation Disk fell. Why is there no sign of it?"
Bei Yuan said softly, "Kunlun's collapse and the ruin of the netherworld were not the same event. Why does the Nether Emperor believe the Reincarnation Disk must be here?"
"There is the aura of the River of Forgetfulness here. You cannot hide it from me." Jade True Person finally looked up, his gaze sharp as a hawk's. "You have it too."