[Character information] [Player]: Chu Mo [Race]: Human Race [Dao Path]: Dharma Form True Lord [Level]: 41 [Cultivation method]: "Profound Nether Commanding Myriad Spirits True Scripture" [Skills]: Dark Nether Soul-Seizing Dharma Form, All Beings Aspect, Realm Yin-Yang, Determine Life and Death, Blood Treasure River, Yin Locust Fire...
Chu Mo stared for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and called out, "Di Yang."
Not far from the ruins, Di Yang froze at the sound, then hurried forward and bowed his head. "Teacher."
Chu Mo said mildly, "We're going back."
Without waiting for a response, he reached toward the Earth Foundation and gently scooped it up.
The Earth Foundation immediately flew toward his hand, rapidly shrinking. By the time it reached his palm, it was only a few inches across, looking quite miniature.
Its halls, mountains, rivers, Underworld Officials, Ghost Enforcers, and hundreds of thousands of ordinary people were all gathered into the Heaven and Earth within his palm.
Di Yang felt heaven and earth turn upside down as light and shadow streaked before his eyes. Before he could react, he had fallen with the Earth Foundation into a domain shrouded in vast, clear radiance.
Deep within Eternal Night, in the Nine Sorrows Palace.
The hall was entirely stark white, and two figures sat in silence. Nine Sorrows sat in the seat of honor, eyes dim, and slowly looked toward the other figure. "Any news of Xi Sang?"
Declining Fate shook his head. "We dealt with hundreds of thousands of provisions that displayed anomalies that day, but we still haven't found any trace of Xi Sang or the person behind him. They may have gone to the World Sea."
Yet before that, they had detected no anomalies whatsoever. It was truly strange.
Nine Sorrows fell silent for a moment. Just as