Southern Sea, Gray Cliff.
This region lay roughly at the edge of the Southern Sea, between White Pond and Tomb Mountain. The winds high above happened to blow along this very line, sweeping up the Malefic Obstruction and charcoal ash from the [Desolate Fire Forest] and pouring them straight into this place.
Gray Cliff rose a hundred zhang high, split down the middle into a gorge that stretched several dozen li from end to end.
The spiritual energy here was quite abundant, but its unfortunate position funneled all the ultimate fire miasma into the gorge. Year after year, it accumulated, blackening the cliffs on both sides with smoke and turning the seawater a foul, muddy yellow.
Two Netherwhales had fallen here years ago, one large and one small. Both cultivated ren water, and the phenomenon of ren overflowing when full had scoured the region clean. It had stayed clean for several years, only to be stained with filth again.
This was a phenomenon born from the deaths of two Purple Mansion cultivators. On land, it could have covered a thousand li in every direction, yet it had held back the Desolate Fire Forest's Malefic Obstruction and charcoal ash for only three years. That alone showed how troublesome this stuff was!
Yet now, all of Gray Cliff looked exceptionally clean. Even the surrounding waters were far clearer, shrouded in moonlight like frost and snow from the sky, untouched by miasma or ash.
At the very summit of Gray Cliff was the place where Yuan Jia had slain the two whales, blasted into a platform by lightning. A silver-white Daoist palace now stood there, adorned with moon patterns. A jade plaque hung over its white wooden doors, engraved with the words [White Moon].
"Greater yin signifies reunion, loss and waning, concealment and