2025.11.20
The moment Ye Guan stepped through the gate, he was swallowed by a boundless darkness.
Almost immediately, a voice echoed in his mind. "You are not allowed to use your cultivation base."
Ye Guan nodded and kept moving forward.
Without access to his cultivation, he had no way of sensing what lay around him. There was only darkness, and he had to walk forward.
At first, he wasn't particularly troubled. In fact, he was somewhat eager; he'd heard countless stories about how unique the Gate of Suffering was. Most people wouldn't even dare attempt it. But Ye Guan? He'd suffered more than his share over the years.
He had always wanted to try the Gate of Suffering's "bitter cultivation."
He walked in a straight line through the endless dark. There was nothing, just emptiness.
Still, he remained calm. Maybe this was a trial of will.
And so he walked. For how long, he didn't know. It was still pitch black in all directions.
He kept going. At first, he had a sense of time. But gradually, even that faded. He wasn't allowed to use any cultivation, after all.
Soon, he noticed something alarming—his hair was turning white, and his body was aging rapidly.
Without cultivation, his body had reverted to that of an ordinary human. And still, ahead, there was only silence, cold, and infinite darkness. Loneliness, too... An endless, soul-crushing loneliness.