She Won't Take the Blame—Myriad Ghost Soul-Refining Domain...
She raised her head toward the void, waves stirring in her heart.
This place, which existed only in ancient legends, had once been mentioned in a few passing words by her late master.
It stood apart from the Three Realms and Six Paths, belonging to none of the orthodox territories of the Immortal Cultivation Realm.
Vengeful ghosts ran rampant within the domain, its baleful aura soaring to the heavens. The foul miasma of resentful spirits, accumulated over countless ages and never dispersed, made it a forbidden land that ordinary cultivators turned pale at the mere mention of.
Once ordinary cultivators stumbled inside, their spiritual power would be eroded by karma and their souls torn apart by evil ghosts. There was absolutely no chance of survival.
Not even those terrifying demonic and wicked cultivators were exceptions.
Yet for ghost cultivators like them, this place was a peerless paradise bestowed by heaven itself.
A hundred years of painstaking cultivation in the outside world could not compare to a single day of quiet cultivation in the Myriad Ghost Soul-Refining Domain, where one could nourish the soul and forge the Dao with countless resentful spirits.
She had thought it was merely a rumor. She had never expected it to be real.
She lifted her head and gazed at the heavens. The enormous phantom of the Divine Soul Banner in midair gradually faded away.
Even though its pressure had completely dissipated, the terrifying foundation capable of suppressing all spirits still lingered between heaven and earth. Merely recalling it filled one with awe and fear.
Just as heaven and earth fully regained their clarity, the cold voice of the Heaven's Chosen Ranking sounded once more, slowly echoing out:
``` [The Heaven's Chosen Power Ranking will be officially announced