In the dark Nether Soil, Hou Qing, the Ancestor of Zombies, laid out a special formation using a peculiar kind of crystal.
He muttered incantations, his fingers repeatedly tapping at empty space.
The surrounding Chaos Space began to fracture, slowly cracking apart.
The four deities of the void spoke with a measure of admiration.
"Hou Qing's research into the space of the void is truly unexpected. He can actually open a spatial rift all by himself. Remember, this is the space of the void-it doesn't even exist to begin with. How did he create it out of thin air?"
Back when they had entered the void to save their lives, they had expended the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, losing countless treasures along the way.
Now, after surviving for countless ages, they had finally welcomed an opportunity to break through to the Heavenly Dao Realm.
At their level, in the nine heavens of the Saint Realm, they could already sense certain heavenly secrets.
They could vaguely sense a hint that, before long, a mighty cultivator in the chaos would make a breakthrough and shatter the barrier to the Heavenly Dao Realm.
When that happened, their own opportunity to break through to the Heavenly Dao Realm would arrive.
And that opportunity could be fought over.
Why had they rushed out so impatiently? Wasn't it precisely to seek that single thread of survival?
Now was the perfect moment. If they could release all the mighty cultivators from the Land of the Void, the entire chaos would descend into turmoil.
As Hou Qing continued his work, a small Void Gate gradually appeared within the chaos.
The so-called void was elusive and insubstantial. It did not exist to begin with, so naturally, it could not be detected.
The gate stood plainly before