Blackstone Pass

Rumble!

Heavenly thunder rolled, flashing blood-red bolts across the sky.

That crimson, bloodlike, uncanny radiance illuminated this dark world.

There were no stars, sun, or moon here; not even the faintest trace of light existed in the heavens.

This place seemed to lie at the end of the world, beyond the reach of even the sun, moon, and stars.

Beneath the flickering blood-red lightning, the full outline of this world was revealed.

Endless black stones formed towering mountain peaks.

The heights of every peak seemed to have no end, disappearing behind thunderous black clouds.

At the center of this world stood a colossal Blackstone Mountain, formed from hundreds upon hundreds of gathered peaks.

The mountain range sprawled across the earth, carrying only a solemn, weighty majesty that inspired reverence.

Dense and profound Dao resonance covered every inch of the mountain, further proving Blackstone Mountain's extraordinary nature.

Below Blackstone Mountain sat densely packed cultivators in meditation.

Only half were human; the other half belonged to all manner of strange races.

There were bizarre beings with green skin, fangs, and monkey-thin bodies.

There were creatures human from the waist up and demonic from the waist down.

There were also wandering yin souls without physical forms, floating through the air like wisps of blue smoke.

No matter what they looked like, all those gathered beneath Blackstone Mountain shared one trait: not a single one possessed cultivation below the Zao Xuan True Person realm.

So many Zao Xuan True Persons had gathered together that the Dao resonances of countless Great Daos tangled and collided in the air, shaking this stretch of space until deafening booms erupted from time to time.

Anyone below the Zao Xuan True Person realm simply could not gain a foothold beneath Blackstone Mountain.

This alone showed how extraordinary this world