"I'm afraid it no longer exists. This door is incompatible with our Yin-Yang School—it was born beyond Yin and Yang, and naturally kept itself outside them. Back then, only one person slaughtered us. As for their name, I have no idea. So if you ever learn that the other party came from the South Pole, be careful." The founding patriarch sighed.
"Doesn't exist anymore? Then what reason did that person have for slaughtering our Yin-Yang School? Could it be that we provoked some formidable enemy back then?" I thought about how powerful the Yin-Yang School had been in those days. Perhaps some disciples had disregarded the school's rules and gone looking for trouble, only to attract a powerful enemy and bring about the school's destruction.
"It wasn't an enemy seeking revenge. The circumstances back then were more complicated than you imagine. After Qin destroyed the Yin-Yang School, we sailed far away to the immortal mountains of the South Pole, seeking to become immortals and attain the Dao, and break through the limits of Earth Immortals. So I think the other party came only for the little world our survival depended on." The old patriarch spoke blandly. Then he sighed again. "Forget it. We won't talk about this anymore. Hundreds of years have passed since the events in the South Pole. Perhaps that person has already ascended in broad daylight. Dragging you into this grudge would only add to your troubles, without bringing you any benefit. Don't you agree?"
"But surely we can't just let the Yin-Yang School's legacy vanish without knowing why, can we?" After hearing Chen Xuanji, I felt uneasy too, so I continued asking, "The Yin-Yang School was so powerful back then. Could it have had a Beyond-the-Mountains Mountain like the Kunlun Immortal Gate, or a Sea of