The hazy glow above the breach in the light curtain looked as if it would break at a touch, yet it was terrifyingly resilient.
After the Human Emperor had focused his gaze and surveyed the area for a moment, he suddenly reached down, seized two people from the ground, and hurled them toward the light curtain.
Bang!
One person was stopped outside the light curtain, while the other passed through without the slightest resistance and landed before the palace. After staggering in a daze, his face immediately lit up with wild delight. He scrambled to his feet and rushed toward the palace.
He reached the palace and pushed open its doors without hesitation.
Beyond them lay a dark vortex. He strode into it, his face alight with fervor, without the slightest hesitation.
Pfft!
A brief, muffled sound came from within the vortex. A thread of scarlet blood slowly seeped out and dripped beneath the palace steps, lending the scene an eerie air.
"Hee hee hee—"
Suddenly, a burst of playful laughter came from the vortex. A moment later, a woman's ashen face emerged from it. Her pupils were unfocused, and a twisted smile hung on her face.
"What is that thing?"
"It must be a ghost god."
"Weren't all the yin gods and ghostly creatures on the Shenzhou Vast Land led down into the Yellow Springs by the Imperial Lord?"
The people on the ground were somewhat unsettled. The Human Emperor's actions had sent an involuntary chill through their hearts.
Although the person just now hadn't been very powerful—only in the late Earth Baleful Realm—he had been swallowed whole without even a chance to react. It was truly spine-chilling.
The powerful figures in the sky remained impassive. At their level of cultivation, few things could shake their Dao hearts.