The next day.
Early in the morning, Ghost Vine Venerable and the others, having rested through the night, arrived before Hou Yi's Tomb under the guidance of Matu, chieftain of the Witch Race.
Ahead of them, two enormous stone doors, each thirty meters tall, stood suspended in the void with nothing supporting either side, like two lonely door panels standing there alone.
Through Ghost Vine Venerable's field of vision, Shen Luo looked over and saw an elegant woman wearing a golden crown carved into the stone door on the left. Her body danced, her ribbons fluttered, and both hands were raised high, holding a round sun in her palms.
The other stone door bore a corresponding carving of another slender goddess in courtly robes. She had the same graceful dancing pose, the same flowing sleeves, and the same upraised hands, but cradled a crescent moon in her palms.
Everyone present naturally recognized at a glance that the figures carved on the two doors were the goddesses Xihe and Wangshu.
"Brave warriors, beyond the Sun-Moon Divine Gate before you lies Hou Yi's Tomb. Before you enter and face its trials, I must remind you once again that it is exceedingly dangerous inside. If you do not possess sufficient wisdom and courage, it would be best to stop here. Do not throw away your lives for nothing," Matu said, bowing slightly to them.
"Thank you, Chieftain, for the warning. We are determined to face the trials, retrieve the divine artifact, and contribute to the peace of the Three Realms," Taoxiang said with a smile.
"Exactly, exactly. Leaving such a treasure in the tomb is like letting a pearl gather dust. What a waste," Liu Hong and Li Biao agreed in turn.
"Since the Chieftain has guarded this place for so many years,