Deep in the sea of sand.
The Divine Temple, which had weathered ten thousand years, lay buried beneath endless yellow sand. The many murals inside had long since been eaten clean by windblown grit, and the statue at its center was half-buried in sand too, reduced to a stone whose features could scarcely be distinguished.
He Can crawled into the Divine Temple through the excavated opening. Looking at the divine statue, which had endured untold ages, he first pressed his palms together and bowed, then asked, "Who's worshipped here?"
Mo Hunsheng led the others up to the statue and bowed his head as well.
"Heaven and Earth."
"Heaven and Earth?"
He Can took another careful look and asked in puzzlement,
"Heaven and Earth is a person?"
Mo Hunsheng shook his head.
"The statue was made by a Witch Cult Sacrificer in ancient times. Perhaps they had seen a Divinity's incarnation, or perhaps it was imagined. Either way, it represents this Heaven and Earth." "Oh... then what do we do next?"
"The Daoist Sect often says, 'Only by leaping beyond the Three Realms can one attain true freedom.' These Three Realms refer to Heaven, Earth, and Humanity. The human realm is where we are, where everything operates according to Yin and Yang and the Five Elements. The heavenly realm is where Divinities dwell. According to the Classic of the Domains, its entrance lies south of the South Sea. In ancient times, there were many legends of people sailing out to seek immortals, returning from death, receiving guidance from immortals, and so on."
At this point, Mo Hunsheng gestured south.
"I went looking for it back then too, but only found Zhu Man. At the time, I thought I'd met an immortal and prostrated myself before her. Instead, Zhu Man told me