Old Friends from the Great World

As time flowed on, another thousand years passed.

The yin qi of the Void Realm grew denser by the year, and polluted qi also increased, breeding all manner of evil specters.

Meanwhile, the Great World underwent much the same changes. Places fit for living beings to dwell grew fewer, spiritual qi was contaminated by turbid qi, and those of every faction at the completion of the eighth realm and above spared no cost in advancing their cultivation.

There were no more than two ways into the Void Realm. One was to cultivate into an immortal or Buddha, tear open the Great World's void, and travel upstream along a tributary of the Bitter Sea, emerging near a Bitter Sea tributary at the furthest reaches of the Void Realm.

The other was the Void Passage Road connecting to the Wild Domain.

Yin qi blotted out the moon. On this day, at the end of the Void Passage Road.

Moonlight struggled to reach the ground. Yin mist blanketed the earth, white sand lay frozen beneath ice, and suddenly, hearty laughter rang out before the nameless underground palace at the Void Passage Road's exit.

"This old ape has lived through the trial. Fellow Daoists, once we leave this hall, we should be within the Void Realm."

"Sadly, more than half our old brothers died along the way. For some reason, there were far fewer evil specters on the Void Passage Road. Yet even so, traveling together proved this difficult."

"Say no more. Let us first enjoy the immortal qi of the Void Realm."

Streams of treasure light shot forth as thirteen ninth-realm Demon Cultivators emerged one after another from the underground palace and arrived on the surface. Yet the sight before them was utterly unexpected.

"This is the Void Realm as it is now?