Taiyi Great World, Ghost Gate.
Beneath the Ghost Gate, an Immortal with flowing long hair stood tall.
His figure stood erect as a mountain, stern and imposing. Before him stretched the boundless Ghost River, dark and profound, suffused with dense yin qi.
A trace of vicissitude showed between the Immortal's brows. His gaze rested on the Ghost River, as though searching for something.
Suddenly, he extended his palm. A powerful surge of immortal power poured forth, sweeping toward the Ghost River like a tide, and the river's surface began to churn uneasily.
His palm slowly rose, infusing immortal power into the Ghost River and linking with it. The river's waters began to ripple, as though an invisible passageway were being forged, its far end leading directly to the Human Race's Celestial River!
The Ghost River's black waters gradually turned clear, slowly merging with the far end of the Human Race's Celestial River, like the heartbeats of two separate worlds beginning to resonate in the same rhythm.
Under this Immortal's intervention, the distance between the Ghost River and the Human Race's Celestial River had been shortened to the utmost limit.
His face was weathered as he raised his head to gaze beyond the heavens. His long, drifting voice echoed as ceaselessly as the Ghost River itself. "Ghost Gate is willing to clear the way for the Dao Ancestor and the prince."
At both ends of the passage, the Ghost Gate's yin qi and the Human Race Celestial River's yang qi increasingly intertwined. Yin and yang reflected one another, forming a dazzling radiance like a bridge overflowing with flowing light.
The Immortal's gaze sharpened as boundless immortal power surged in all directions. With one hand, he lifted the Taiyi Ghost Gate!
At both ends of the passage, astonishing phenomena emerged from both