In the void, a treasure pot first appeared, its mouth facing downward. Yin energy surged from every corner of heaven and earth, pouring into the pot. Through its opening, the living beings below could vaguely make out the phantom of an underworld netherland.
At the same time, countless cultivators throughout heaven and earth who practiced with underworld divine artifacts sensed an attractive force from the deity above. The yin energy within their bodies churned and rose, seemingly about to merge into it.
"One pot gathers all the yin beneath heaven, and within it lies a netherworld land. Has some rising star emerged from the Ghost Dao?"
As the words fell, an earth-yellow Five Sacred Mountains Seal hung suspended above the Central Peak Sect, suppressing the fluctuations in the auras of the sect's many disciples.
Within the great sun concealed in the sky, a golden-haired, red-eyed young man appeared. He held a treasure mirror in his hand, illuminating all directions. A ray of sunlight from within collided with the Five Sacred Mountains Seal, and a sound inaudible to ordinary people echoed through the void.
"Not necessarily. The netherland within that pot is pure and tranquil, not the aura of an ordinary Ghost Dao. Perfect. We can use this person's power to investigate where the cultivators of the Northern Peak lineage have fled."
As he spoke, the phenomenon of the Netherworld Pot in the sky changed once again. The yin energy pouring into the pot transformed into a pool of pitch-black liquid. White lotuses sprouted from nothingness, rooting themselves within it. Their petals opened and closed, radiating a faint gleam. They joined and embraced one another in midair, intertwining into a full moon that shone in every direction.
"That's not right! Why does this phenomenon bear traces of the Water Moon Sect?