The Bronze Gate

Li Jianshu stood at the edge, frowning as he stared into the Abyss in the deepest reaches of the Thunder-Fire Demon Cave, where Fang Linglong had once healed her wounds. There was nothing here but thick demonic qi—the demonic qi Fang Linglong had left behind.

An immense stretch of time had passed since heaven and earth first opened. Even the ancestor himself, let alone Li Jianshu, felt uneasy about this. It was a bold experiment.

But Li Jianshu had always been decisive. Without hesitation, he leaped into the Abyss, arcs of lightning blazing around him. During the first part of his descent, he could still see little insects and demonic beasts that favored darkness, but the deeper he went, the less there was, until nothing remained but endless darkness.

When he finally reached the bottom and landed, his lightning illuminated only dust accumulated over the ages. No matter how he probed with his divine sense, he found nothing.

"Impossible. How could there be no trace at all?"

After a moment's thought, Li Jianshu used Earth Evasion, sinking farther underground. A hundred meters, a thousand meters—finally, at ten thousand meters, the magical power he needed to sustain his body grew increasingly costly. His eyes lit up.

He was finally certain that everything in the world at the dawn of creation, where the ancestor was, truly existed. Before him stood a stone stele buried deep in the earth—

[Wild Mountain forbidden ground. Trespassers will be slain.]

Li Jianshu moved forward through the earth and stroked the ancient stele, his heart pounding with shock. "There's even sealed immortal qi inside this stele. Li Qiu must have left it in the desolate valley where the ancestor cultivated when heaven and earth first opened. After the ancestor left, Li Qiu even treated the