The Gate of Rules that Nan Yang of the Curse Descent Civilization referred to was precisely the one Enlightenment Prophet had chosen earlier.
Faced with Nan Yang's request, Undying Supreme made no response for the moment. However, the Dominators of the Evil Tide Civilization behind him looked at Nan Yang with visible anger.
Nan Yang did not care in the slightest. Wearing its mask, it continued to look only at Undying Supreme before it.
Undying Supreme turned to look at the gate behind him, then at Nan Yang before him. He slowly nodded and said, "Sure."
"But what do you have to trade for it?" Undying Supreme asked.
In response to Undying Supreme's question, Nan Yang had indeed come prepared this time.
It drew out the black threads it had held earlier and gathered them into a mass.
These black threads formed an incomparably intricate web-like diagram. Looking at the diagram before him, Undying Supreme fell into brief contemplation.
Nan Yang continued with a smile, "I would rather call this diagram and these threads 'Fate Weaving Threads.'"
"I wonder, Lord Undying Supreme, what did you see upon looking at this diagram?" Nan Yang asked curiously.
Undying Supreme gave Nan Yang a deep look and said, "I saw a web."
"A web that is difficult to break free from..." Undying Supreme said meaningfully.
Nan Yang smiled. "Since it is difficult to break free no matter what, Lord Undying Supreme, why not choose the path your heart truly seeks?"
After saying that, Nan Yang looked toward the Gate of Rules through which the Gray Mist Level-9 had departed. "That Lord Cthulhu chose the path his heart pointed toward."
Nan Yang's words did not move Undying Supreme this time. Or perhaps they had already moved him, but Undying Supreme showed not the slightest