More than a month later, Li Yan and the others saw from afar a gigantic mountain gate ahead, blood-red from top to bottom.
That mountain gate was shrouded in constantly churning black-red clouds and mist. Vaguely, it appeared to be four or five li wide, its height immeasurable as it shot straight into the heavens.
Within those churning black-red clouds, as though stirred by the wind, three crimson blood eyes would occasionally emerge, like a giant opening its eyes, appearing and vanishing intermittently.
Amid the haze, they gave one the sense of being both far away and close at hand. They were the three scarlet characters: "Blood Lantern Sect"!
Looking at everything before him, Li Yan felt as though it had all happened yesterday. He had already been in the Immortal-Spirit Realm for over two hundred years.
The last time he had come here, he had still been in the Nascent Soul Realm. Flying here alone had taken him nearly two months as well.
Yet when he saw the Blood Lantern Sect's mountain gate again, he had already taken a journey through life and death in the Dizhen Domain.
Just as Li Yan's group drew near the mountain gate, streams of bloody light shot out from those three large characters, immediately piercing through the black-red clouds and mist.
Like a colossal spirit deity looking down upon the mortal world, three enormous blood-red eyes extended forth and swept over their entire group.
Li Yan remembered that the last time he had come here, he had felt the mountain gate's pressure to be incomparably heavy. At the time, even his blood and qi had seemed about to freeze solid, directly shaking his mind.
But now, upon seeing it again, that suffocating oppression was gone from his heart. This was not merely because