Dao Lineage

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A fierce wind howled in his ears.

Young Master Yu had no idea how many thousands of miles he had fallen. It felt as though he had plunged through the earth's crust.

Dark qi churned around him, bearing the weight of exile and gloom. It sought to cloud his five senses and six perceptions, dissolve his flesh, and drag his True Spirit into oblivion...

Swish!

Light flashed, and the Nine Nether Soul-Crossing Divine Scripture in Young Master Yu's hand turned to a page on its own. Cloud-seal script appeared: "Nether Exile Qi—one may consume this True Qi to become a Qi Ingestion cultivator... But prolonged exposure will also contaminate a cultivator's power and Dao Foundation, transforming them into a being of the netherworld."

"It's actually a form of True Qi? Rogue Cultivators outside spend untold effort trying to buy a single strand of True Qi to consume and enter the Dao... Yet there's an entire abyss full of it here?"

Young Master Yu murmured to himself.

As the cloud-seal script gleamed gold, he finally spotted the other three nearby.

They stood on a stretch of black earth. Not far away rose a fortified gate.

It was ruined and towering, yet it carried an air of stern majesty.

On either side of its gates was a blue ghost's head, its jaws clamped around a door leaf.

"The Ghost Gate!"

Young Master Yu could not help reading aloud the shamanic talisman-script on its plaque.

Then, all manner of inexplicable insights surfaced in his mind:

"The Ghost Gate—also known as the Ghost Gate Ward-Boundary Divine Ability! It belongs to the Nether Warden lineage. To cultivate it, one must consume Nether Exile Qi, circulate a secret art, and summon a hundred ghosts..."

"This gate also divides yin from yang. Pass through it,