Eternal Night Desert.
Outskirts.
Thick darkness spread through the entire world like a tangible substance, obscuring the view and blocking Spiritual Sense. Lush branches and leaves, abundant moisture, and the patter of water drops held no sense of life; instead, they lent the place an eerie clamor.
A cacophony of whispers filled the air, mingling with the rustle of crawling snakes and insects. Every so often came the fine, incessant sounds of gnawing, like silkworms eating mulberry leaves—dense and bone-chilling.
Across the boundless Yellow Sand, space suddenly split open.
A gray-robed figure stepped out. His robe was worn and plain, without a single ornament, yet a Glazed Pagoda glimmering with iridescent light hung from his waist. Beneath his hood, his face was withered and impassive, as if nothing in the world could stir his emotions.
After stepping through the spatial rift, the figure looked toward the vast darkness not far ahead. His appearance and clothing began to change rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, he had returned to the tall, imposing figure in a dark robe with a saber at his back. His manner was calm, his aura restrained, and he looked almost like an ordinary mortal.
"We're finally here..." Pei Ling murmured with a sigh.
Along the way, he had used [Sun Erosion Secret Record] to disguise himself as elders and Grand Elders of the Nine Great Sects. He had traveled through the Teleportation Arrays of the various sects, taking two days and two nights in all to reach the border of the Eternal Night Desert.
He was mainly concerned about angering the True Immortal Will. Otherwise, he could have used the System's automatic mode to drag the True Immortal out of the Great Eternal Night Dream, saving himself quite a bit of time...
As the thought crossed