Chapter 101.1: The Passage
Schism Ocean, Yao Detention Mountain.
The sky was dark and lightning flashed like wild snakes in the surging clouds. In mid-air, countless Yao and cultivators were killing each other. Broken limbs and blood sprayed continuously like it was raining blood, dyeing the mountains and rivers red.
At the foot of Yao Detention Mountain, Jing Yue woke up from a coma. He smelled a strong pungent stench and found himself lying in a pool of blood.
Jing Yue got up and looked around. Everywhere he looked, there were piles of corpses, including cultivators and more Yao.
Where was this?
Jing Yue stood bewildered. The fishy wind blew his robes and the blood in the air dripped on him. Apart from him, there were no other living creatures here.
Could this be another illusory realm? Where was Yanzhi? Where was Ji-ji? Why were they missing?
Suddenly, his pupils constricted. That was…
In a flash, Jing Yue came to a certain corpse, his eyes full of shock—Zixiao Palace, Mo Lianhai?