The Start of a New Journey

Like a small stone thrown into the ocean, it stirred up ripples across the entire ocean. Different factions in the Kung Fu continent received the news of the return of the Blind Feind.

This caused a major uproar across various factions, clans issued strict rules and urged its members to cultivate harder.

The beasts caused high and increased mortality rate in the cultivation realm regardless of background or status, it was understandable because man and beasts always tried to get rid of each other for resources. At least, the beasts attacked openly and their presence could be identified miles away.

But the true terror of the cultivation realm were not the beasts rather they were fellow cultivators, in a correct sense, they were forces that belong to the demonic path. 'Blind Fiend'. That was the true terror of the cultivation realm, they lived amongst other cultivators, their identities unknown and they were found in almost every cities. Their infiltration techniques was top-notch. The Blind Feind terrorise the Northern and Southern gates, as for the main force backing them, it was located in the central gate. The Central gate housed various forces and clans but the force that struck terror across the entirety of the Kung Fu continent was the Hall of Death, it was said that they were backed by a mysterious clan from the reclusive families. They in turn back up the Blind Feind.

Their modus operandi never changed, they went after the rising geniuses of every clans and sect, their precious treasures and resources. This was the reason why every clan that heard the news were jittery, the core disciples of their clans vanished from the radar of the public.

The number of rare and outstanding cultivators that had been killed by the force were close to four figures.

They were like cankerworms that roamed about the cultivation field eating up its crops before maturity. The genius they laid their sight on never survived, they had their blood drained and their soul snuffed from their bodies.

In the demonic mountain, news got to the Tenth Master who was cultivating quietly on top of the evil altar. His blood red eyes opened in rage and anger, the mountain quaked, "Go to the Hall of Death now." this was the message he left behind before he disappeared mysteriously.

The old man kneeling in the front of the altar sighed as he thought to himself, 'Seems like the plan has to be brought forward, we have been exposed, it's time we have some fun'. A rare trace of bloody hunger appeared on his face.

In a dark and ancient palace that levitated mid-air, a gloomy aura spread out from this ancient palace, it was located in a very inconspicuous realm. Demonic qi filled the air, sinister and evil aura permeated the palace, the Hall of Death!

Twelve demonic thrones stood in the palace, figures slowly appeared on the thrones. A blurry figure appeared on the highest throne in the hall. The other figures on the thrones bowed in reference and greeted. The death qi intensified, it was as if they just inhaled the scent of their stimulant. The death qi surged madly and covered the hall in a thick fog. The faces of the figures sitting on the thrones became more obscured. If any normal cultivator entered this hall, just the qi of death in the hall would end his life. It was like there were countless dead souls wailing and crying, the horrifying sounds and growls of demons and beasts was terrifying, they sounded like the wails and agony from hell.

An ancient voice questioned coldly "who leaked the news of our return?"

The hall was lost in a temporary moment of silence.

"I did" another ancient voice answered

"Why?" A childish voice questioned.

"A Kung Fu technique for cultivating to the Ninth stage appeared in the outskirt of the Northern Gate, this news has been verified." The voice answered indifferently.

"Hehe... I get you are to eager to prove your worth but you just successfully ruined our plans! Thanks to you, our preparation has been bought forward." An enchanting voice sounded chuckling.

"Why did their identity get exposed?" Another voice questioned.

"They were caught in a unfortunate whirlpool by the mysterious phenomenon that occured earlier." The ancient voice answered calmly.

"Who knows what exactly happened in the dark hour?" A gentle and soothing voice asked, bringing quite a contrast to the gloomy auras and voices.

"I will explain." The blurry ancient figure on the highest throne spoke for the first time. The hall was engulfed in total silence.

"I would have called for this meeting regardless of what has happened today. Our preparations has been brought forward by the forces from above. A batch of precious resources was sent to help us recover quickly. Due to the mysterious occurrence earlier, the Great Dao has changed, spiritual energy has doubled and become purer. The Era has finally arrived.

"With the resources given to us, there would be no problem with increasing our realms. But everything comes with a price, we have to send more nourishment. Our workload has been doubled. As for the body technique, dispatch our elite forces to brin it back sooner than later."

"Any objections or questions?" The ancient old voice asked.

"No.. no.. no, we are very satisfied with this mission". The figures on the chorused with a satisfied voice."

"If so, I will take my leave now." The blurry ancient figure disappeared from the hall.

The figures on the other thrones discussed happily, if their faces could be seen, one would be able to tell that they all had satisfied expressions.

The hall soon regained silence when the figures dispersed to carry out the sacred mission.

The Kung Fu continent experienced an unexpected increase of spiritual energy. It rose by a sharp margin. Spiritual energy became as thick as snow. Cultivators were basked in this new change, the result they got from a cultivation session doubled. Many old veteran cultivators that had been stuck at one particular stage broke through, they sang praises to the heavens and thanked their ancestors.

Cultivation became easier and faster. The day of the Awakening Ceremony drew nearer, many geniuses broke the legendary of the Kung Fu Body Realm. It spread like wildfire across the Kung Fu continent, breaking through the legendary stage became quite easy.

***

Ye Mo was swallowed by the mysterious black building! That was the last thing he knew about himself...

When we regained consciousness, his mind was still foggy, he had lost track of time..

The mysterious building that swallowed him was nowhere to be seen. He was surrounded by thick darkness, even his own hands could not be seen.

He stood up with staggering steps, a shining light caught his eyes, he moved towards the source of the light cautiously, when he was twenty feets away from the source, he saw a life-like writing on a pitch-black building flashing with mysterious light.

No wonder he couldn't find the black building, looking for a black building in a pitch dark environment was clearly an impossible task. Thanks to the flashing light that guided him, he arrived before the black building observing the words written on the building for a long time.

They were written in symbols that was filled with an ancient and archaic aura. It was like there was a realm hidden inside the writing, the longer he stared at them, the more the writings changed. It was like an oceans that divided into different lakes, the writings changed, from ancient symbols to runic words, from runic words to mysterious and heavenly filled patterns.

At last, the pattern changed to something Ye Mo could finally understand, when he saw the words written on top of the black building, he was shocked, he wanted to curse in his mind, after all the grandeur and commotion caused, that was it?

Nonetheless , he was shocked! The mighty emergence and blocking of the sun was done by the 'millennium shopping mall'? Yes, that was the words on the building!

His soul shook as an illusionary Pagoda came out from his glabella, the Pagoda had five levels and it carried an holy and majestic aura striking a Stark contrast to the demonic and ferocious black building.

Still in his daze, Ye Mo saw an unbelievable scene, the Pagoda and the black building executed a strange dance, patterns, glyphs criss-crossed mid-air. They seemed to be in a mysterious synchrony, black and white light intersected, the void trembled, an ancient aura surged out from the middle of the intersection. The Pagoda entered into Ye Mo's glabella, while all these was happening, Ye Mo did not notice when his soul left his body, a special type of power shifted his body away from the spot of the fusion.

When the process ended, his soul entered into his body. Intense pain assaulted his mind, he felt that something important has been ripped off from his soul. Bloody tears rolled down his eyes.

The black building door opened, the darkness faded away and a blinding light came out from the building illuminating the entire space, a suction dragged Ye Mo's body into the black building.

Ye Mo was in a black state of mind, his mind was muddled into a mess. An extremely old and arrogant voice brought him out of his strange state. "He he he... Brt! Here you are huh? Welcome to a new path, your journey begins now!"

"I'm too old to answer your questions, so save it". With a wave of the old man's hand, a large piece of information was forcefully stuffed into Ye Mo's brain, and he fainted!!