Mount Tai Prefect's Divine Palace

The Yin Wind howled, and the heavens spun as the earth overturned.

Li Yan felt as though he had been tossed into a tornado like a leaf, swept helplessly around until he was dizzy beyond measure, with his Divine Soul nearly falling apart.

He did not know how long it took before he finally steadied himself.

Once the turmoil in his Divine Soul subsided, the sensation of plunging into an icy abyss surged over him.

Li Yan raised his head and looked ahead. He was instantly struck dumb.

This space looked much like the "Nine Gates Yin Ruins" in the capital, yet it was far more immense. Light and darkness mingled chaotically, while gloomy black mist churned up and down like a sea of clouds. Wherever it passed, ice stretched for a thousand miles.

But what truly seized his attention was the enormous phantom in the distance.

It blotted out the sky and sun, hanging upside down from the horizon and occupying most of his field of vision. The intense pressure gave him the feeling that—

Judging by its shape,

it was clearly an upside-down Mount Tai!

The only problem was that the light was dim, allowing him to see only a black silhouette.

The sight was truly terrifying.

It took Li Yan a long while to recover his senses before he looked around.

The phantom of Mount Tai was too distant, and reaching it would take quite some time. Yet the scenery around him was equally beyond comprehension.

He was standing in a gigantic gorge. On either side rose straight, precipitous, dark-red-black cliffs. The mountain walls were rugged and covered in frost, smooth as mirrors.

Beneath his feet was a passage paved with square-meter-wide stone bricks. Many of the bricks had shattered, as though they had existed since time