The Yin World's Secrets

"Road to Heaven?"

Fa Yiqie immediately sank into thought.

Li Hai was in no hurry. He simply waited quietly, watching to see what conclusion she might reach.

Sure enough, before long, Fa Yiqie slowly began to recount, "A very, very long time ago, when I was still young, I vaguely heard the elders among the ghost creatures mention something called the Road to Heaven."

Li Hai asked, "What did they say?"

"'Above the abyss hangs the spine that props up heaven; ten thousand skeletons pile into jagged peaks. Molted skin covers womb-blood, the starry vault cracks its fangs. To knock upon heaven's gate and open it, three sacrificial rites must be offered. The mother's beard must become the mechanism, the Dao scales fashioned into key-teeth. On the day ten thousand ghosts mourn together, tread the spine and ascend to heaven's realm.'" Fa Yiqie said faintly. "Those were the words passed down by the elders. As for anything more specific, this little ghost does not know."

"Hmm..."

Li Hai found it rather obscure and could not fully grasp the meaning of the prophecy. He instead asked, "How does one travel deeper into the underworld?"

"You—" Fa Yiqie looked confused. "As a god, shouldn't you know?"

"Heh." Li Hai shook his head, too lazy to keep concealing it. "To tell you the truth, I am neither an abyssal being nor a ghost creature. I am a living person who crossed the sea from the world of the living."

"?!"

"Impossible!"

Fa Yiqie shook her head. "My lord, please do not toy with this little ghost. Even if a living person from the world of the living cultivated for ten lifetimes, they could never become as powerful as you."

"Void Immortal Sect." Li Hai said mildly. "Have you heard of it?"

"This—" Fa