One shone with pale cyan light: the Way of Space.
One shone with blue light: the Way of Water.
One shone with golden light: the Way of Fire.
Above the archway were three more dim recesses.
Metal, wood, and earth.
Chen Hao stared at the three empty slots for a few seconds.
This was the passage left behind when the cultivation civilization had migrated en masse.
The Primordial Cultivation Civilization departed from here. Back then, spiritual energy had dried up, and Blue Star could no longer sustain the existence of high-level cultivators. The Heavenly Venerable of the Primordial Beginning had proposed a migration plan!
Find another world with abundant spiritual energy and move the entire cultivation civilization there.
At the time, the cultivation civilization had six beings at the void refinement and Dao integration realm, who commanded the six Great Daos of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and space respectively. Together, they had wielded their laws to open this portal across the endless Star River.
Then millions of cultivators had passed through the portal in batches, traveling to the Otherworld.
Only Chen Hao and a handful of races had remained to watch over the empty Nine Provinces.
Opening it required six Great Daos—metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and space.
Back then, he had only managed to open it by working together with five other beings at the void refinement and Dao integration realm.
But now...
He was the only one left.
That meant he had to master all six Great Daos himself.
He currently had three.
He still needed three more.
Metal, wood, and earth.
Chen Hao fell silent for a moment, then turned and headed down the mountain.
After just two steps, he stopped again.
Right.
There was another problem.
A positioning anchor.
Back then, they had used the