The Nine Ancient Wells were deep and bottomless. At the end of the darkness, chaos seemed to churn, and no one knew where they led. They lent the ancient and venerable Xuanhuang Palace an even greater air of majesty and mystery.
Within the palace itself, streams of chaotic qi like true dragons hung from the eaves. Three hundred and sixty-five golden nails were set into the Vermilion Gate, while an age-old, distant aura filled every corner. The closer Meng Qi came, the more keenly he sensed the ancient and transcendent nature of the palace's original master.
He opened his eyes. His gaze passed over Zhao Qian, the Former Crown Prince of Tai Jin who was suspected to be Maitreya Incarnate, and Fairy Bi Jingxuan, treating them as though they were nothing. Step by step, he ascended until he reached the gate, then slowly raised his right hand.
Deep in Meng Qi's eyes, the colorless Dao One Glazed Lamp emerged, blooming with faint, illusory black-and-white radiance that revealed his identity as the Cause of All Fruits. His right hand slowly writhed and opened like a flower, reflecting vortex after vortex in which yin and yang turned upside down. It was chaotic and indistinct, as though it could contain and dissolve all things.
His right hand descended, and radiance poured down, touching the cold, solid Vermilion Gate. One golden nail after another slowly shone, like the oldest stars from before the dawn of antiquity.
As light and shadow shifted, the restriction that had been impossible to detect seemed to lift. The Vermilion Gate let out a heavy grinding sound and slowly swung inward, revealing the scene inside the Jade Void Palace:
The White Jade Plaza was vast and magnificent. Statues of Divine Beasts and Immortal Birds guarded both sides of the road.