In the upper realm, a boundless ancient land lay where no trace of humanity could be observed across the thousand miles of barren, red land.
Boom!
Suddenly, a tremendous sound erupted from ten thousand feet below, followed by a severe trembling of this ancient land. Clouds of dust soared into the sky as a massive explosion occurred!
Faintly visible was a figure in black soaring into the sky, a young man whose aura was exceedingly cold. He had a handsome face but was as pale as a corpse, devoid of any hint of blood.
"I am the successor of the Ghostly Lord, and in this life, I shall be the foremost, looking down upon all the realms!" the young man spoke with an indifferent tone, his pupils flashing with chilling gleams, void of any emotion.
Meanwhile, in another land, the sky was filled with purple mist as a young Daoist emerged from seclusion, a smile on his lips as he looked up and murmured to himself, "In this grand era, my Dao shall prosper!"