Su Ye's physical body had stepped into the Saintly Dao, suppressing his rapidly swelling primordial spirit. He no longer needed to worry that it would break free of his body and ascend to immortality.
He gazed at the strange gray mist billowing before him. Within it stood one bizarre being after another, each impossible to describe. Now, every one of them stared at him with burning, greedy eyes.
"They're only projections, not truly descending. But I've already broken through, so why haven't they vanished? And if this is a tribulation, why aren't they attacking me? Why are they just staring?"
Su Ye's face was full of confusion. Being watched by a crowd of such strange, hideous beings made his skin crawl. He felt uneasy and on edge.
These creatures looked far too strange and terrifying. Each seemed to be stitched together from dozens, even hundreds, of different beings. Eyes grew from their butts, butts from their heads, hands from their mouths, and eyes from their hands...
In short, there was no way of stitching them together that you couldn't imagine—and no way you couldn't find among them.
Hum.
Just as Su Ye was puzzling over this, a shadow emerged from deep within the billowing mist. At first, it was enormous, as though it were an exalted Heavenly Deity. But slowly it shrank until it was the size of an ordinary person, then walked out of the gray mist.
"Hiss..."
Su Ye drew a sharp breath as he watched the figure emerge from the gray mist. His eyes were full of shock, because the person who had walked out looked exactly like him.
Was it going to replace me?
The newly appeared "Su Ye" was enveloped in sacred radiance, its light illuminating the earth. The strange beings all around them gradually