Just as Gu Qing Shan gathered the Dust-Sealed Spirits and killed the Dragon God.
Elsewhere.
The Mortal Realm.
"Listen carefully. The moment a name appears in your mind, you must call it out at once," the Heroic Spirits Hall Master said.
"What will happen?" Shadow asked with interest.
"Everyone experiences something different, but it usually has to do with compatibility. Only those who are interested in you and take a liking to you will respond to your call," the Heroic Spirits Hall Master said.
"How interesting," Shadow said, brimming with curiosity. "I already know nearly all the knowledge in the myriad realms, but I know far too little about the sacred realm beyond the River of Life and Death."
He closed his eyes and softly recited a spell.
The sky darkened.
Everything around him fell silent. Suddenly, a drop of blood drifted down from the sky and gently touched the center of Shadow's brow.
Shadow opened his eyes and murmured, "So far away... and not within the void..."
The next instant.
A sea of blood welled up around him, embracing and encircling him. At last, it took shape before his eyes as a blood-red pillar that reached from heaven to earth.
Shadow looked at the pillar and nodded. "This is a conduit that surpasses ordinary power. It can reach me directly."
He felt a stirring within him, raised his hand, and pressed it against the pillar.
A faint sensation arose in his heart, gradually growing stronger and clearer.
—A specific designation, a forgotten secret, something that could not be spoken...
A name.
Shadow drew a deep breath and murmured, "Come, from beyond distant dimensions, from a place the myriad realms cannot reach, answer my call and descend upon this world once more—"
He cried out the name in one breath: