Tap, tap!
Walking through the Chaos Vortex.
Everywhere he looked, bizarre scenes flickered past before his eyes, as though reflecting the lives of countless people throughout the river of time.
When he reached the middle.
Ding Ling seemed to glimpse a fleeting image of Mirror Light Buddha.
When he reached the end.
Ding Ling seemed to see powerful beings chasing stars and moons, traversing cosmic mountains and rivers as they cultivated and battled.
At the very end.
Ding Ling saw only Chaos. Nothing else was visible.
Seeing this, Ding Ling guessed that this passage might involve Heavenly Dao laws concerning space, destiny, time, and the like.
His attainments in those fields might have been limited, but compared to ordinary people, he was vastly more accomplished.
He could see these scenes.
Others might not necessarily be able to.
With that thought, Ding Ling took a step forward. The space before him distorted, and when he looked again, he found himself standing amid a crowd.
He had abruptly inserted himself into the line.
This threw the winding, dragon-like queue stretching ahead almost beyond sight into an uproar.
"Who is this person? How did he suddenly appear?!"
"His life lamp burns like fire. It hasn't gone out. He's alive?!"
"How can a living person enter the Underworld?! Even ordinary Gods and Buddhas can't do that! Who exactly is he?!"
The people around him erupted into commotion.
Especially after they clearly saw Ding Ling's appearance and sensed his aura, they were even more shocked and kept glancing his way.
Among this group of "ghosts."
Ding Ling, a living man, was like the sun in darkness. He was simply too dazzling to avoid drawing attention.
The nearby ghosts.
Did not even dare approach Ding Ling!
Ding Ling's Yang energy was simply too intense. Their