Three Dao Paths Gather!
On the Wasted Sword Plains, heaven and earth lay bleak and desolate. The clouds were dark and heavy, while wisps of black smoke curled from the earth's crust like ghosts swaying between heaven and earth. A murderous, sinister aura permeated the surroundings.
At the northwestern edge of the Wasted Sword Plains sat a deep-black pool, a hundred zhang across, upon the plains. Its waters were pitch-black, and as they churned, numerous rotten swords and bones could be seen surging to the surface before sinking back down.
Now, a group of people had gathered from all directions a hundred li away from the pool. These martial artists were all above the Four Tribulation Dao Realm, and one or two of them even possessed cultivation in the Five Tribulation Dao Realm. Having assembled together, they all looked toward the pool in unspoken accord.
"Have you found out the details?"
"Mm!"
"That pool is indeed strange. Every time we tried to approach it, ghost cultivators appeared and blocked us. They clearly don't want us getting close. If our guess is right, there must be a treasure inside that pool coveted by the ghost cultivators!"
"Which ghost cultivator is it?"
"We don't know. We only know that he wears black armor, rides a skeletal horse, and wields an Emperor Artifact in the form of a White Bone Spear. He guards the pool, with countless ghost cultivators and wandering souls under his command. He doesn't look easy to provoke. His cultivation should be around the Five Tribulation Dao Realm!"
"Good heavens, looks like we've really found a big fish!"
There were seven people in this group: five martial artists of the Four Tribulation Dao Realm and two of the Five Tribulation Dao Realm. As fate would have it, if Lin Bai