Clouds and rosy mists surged. A magnificent palace stood atop the sea of clouds before Bai Yang. It was pitch-black, cold, and grim, radiating an aura of destruction that filled anyone who looked upon it with dread.
It was the Dao Palace, also known as the Divine Palace—the dwelling place of divine spirits. Once Bai Yang set foot inside and took his place upon the divine throne, he would attain the True God Realm!
Yet now, clouds and rosy mists blotted out the sky around the palace. Through them, seven other palaces appeared, faint and indistinct. They all seemed illusory, unreal, yet still visible.
The seven palaces hidden within the mist were colored, respectively, a vibrant green full of life, a deep azure blue, a blazing fiery red, a rich earthy yellow, an ethereal pure white, a somber brown, and a stately purple-gold.
Bai Yang could see them clearly through the clouds and rosy mists, yet they seemed separated from him by an endless distance, beyond his reach. He even felt that he could never draw near them at all.
After staring blankly for a moment, Bai Yang couldn't help falling into deep thought.
In his world, just as he was about to enter the True God Realm, seven other palaces had appeared. With the black palace, there were eight in all!
"Eight palaces, and I command eight types of supernatural abilities. There must be a connection. Could these other seven palaces correspond to the other seven abilities?"
After pondering for a while without reaching an answer, Bai Yang simply set the matter aside for now. First, he would enter the True God Realm.
Turning around, he gazed at the pitch-black palace looming before him, so imposing it filled him with dread. Bai Yang strode skyward, step by step, toward