There were many strange beings. No one knew where they had come from, nor where they were going.
They seemed like the dead, yet also like the living. Everything was so strange that it could not be understood, comprehended, or explained through common sense.
What was this place?
The Kings all speculated inwardly, each with different views, but none could explain it precisely.
Even though they had lived through long ages, they were like "newcomers" here. Everything seemed to open up a new heaven and earth before them, revealing a different world.
"There are clearly abnormalities here, yet the surroundings are magnificent, like the opposing faces of yin and yang. Could the place we stand now be the boundary between yin and yang spoken of in mortal legends?"
As Undying Kings, they ought not to believe in tales of gods and ghosts or acknowledge doctrines of ghosts and souls, yet what they were encountering now undoubtedly confirmed something.
"The Netherworld and the Underworld have always been manifestations of mortal beings' fear of death, places where they entrust their unfulfilled obsessions. If we delve deeper, perhaps these tales did not arise from nothing," Heng Ji said. He surveyed the surroundings, his thoughts unknown.
This place resembled an immortal, everlasting paradise. Although there were no rows of pavilions and towers, no Divine Birds spreading their wings or auspicious beasts roaming about, there were towering, sacred mountains and exotic flowers and grasses everywhere.
There were also blossoms falling in profusion, crystalline petals drifting down with their fragrance and surges of vibrant life.
From an ordinary perspective, a sacred place like this, with spiritual energy swirling and flowing radiance rippling like water, naturally countered demons and evil. It held boundless beauty and was a rare pure land.
By rights, such strange beings should not