Array nodes had been inscribed here as a precaution, to mend the roof before the rain came.
"I've heard plenty of explanations like that. Don't tell me it's always been like this behind the Strange Gate?"
"Not necessarily."
"For all we know, another great demon could be smuggling itself across time and descending here even as we speak."
The Fellow Cultivator answered halfheartedly.
This mission was not particularly difficult.
But it was deep in the West Sea, so the journey was long.
Unless they had no other choice, few people would accept it.
There were no pickings to be had, and the sect's rewards were meager.
They could only send disciples who had joined not long ago to make the trip.
They did not need to set up an array, nor was this a critical array node.
They were merely adding a few minor details to the Restriction there.
Neither of them noticed.
Just as they crouched there and began inscribing the array.
A cloud seemed to drift across the Demon Domain behind the Strange Gate Temple.
Then the image of ripples spreading across a river seemed to flash past.
An illusory figure seemed to have been compressed to the utmost, turning from a tangible human form into a silhouette.
This silhouette drifted across the River of Time and past the Strange Gate.
At last, it finally sensed vitality, a breath of life.
A Dao presence utterly unlike the stale, decaying aura trapped in an irreversible past suffused the cosmos.
"Heaven and earth."
Before the silhouette could see anything more.
It saw a supremely exalted, unfathomably deep and mysterious realm.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation seemed to span countless Great Luo worlds.
"Nine-Nether?"
Before any further thoughts could arise.
Wariness surfaced first.
After that, above Reincarnation, a gaze seemed to