(A year was almost over. Thank you to all my readers for staying with me!)
"The Hu never hold power for a hundred years! But this world has gone astray... Why did the Founding Emperor never rise here?"
"The Hu never hold power for a hundred years"—that saying was deeply rooted in Great Chu. The Founding Emperor had overthrown the Manchu Qing just as its rule reached a century and restored the land!
Yet this world had broken that rule. The Manchu Qing had endured for nearly three hundred years, like a true dynasty.
"It's more than a change in history. This world has become entirely material... Unlike Great Chu, which still retains at least some laws of the Immortal Dao..."
Several times in the dead of night, Tang Changsheng had sent his spirit wandering, but he had found no entrance to the Netherworld. He had visited temples, Daoist monasteries, and even churches, yet discovered not the slightest trace of spiritual light.
That left Tang Changsheng facing a problem he could not solve: the Bagua Mirror was useless here. He had no way to return.
Was he going to be trapped here until he died?
No, no, no. Tang Changsheng believed there had to be a way. He simply had not thought of it yet.
Over the past few days, he had discovered how severely this world suppressed his power. The Dharma Power he could draw on had been forced down almost to the level of someone who had just entered the Illusory Spirit stage.
But he still possessed the body of a true Yin Spirit. It was only the force of his Dharma Power that had fallen to around ten or twenty percent.
"It seems this world isn't entirely Spiritless after all... By my reckoning, if it were truly