My Name Is Cang. I Have Already Died

It was like an ink painting. In the depths of the clear blue sky, a large mass of darkness suddenly appeared. Afterward, it slowly blurred and dyed. Another white color began to appear. Immediately, it was as if the world had been split apart. After the scene changed, a strange entrance appeared.

Afterward, hundreds of beams of spiritual light suddenly descended. They were pillars of light that contained a magical power that could bring people up to the entrance.

"The land of refining the heavenly elixir?"

Fang Jinyu looked at the strange scene and immediately recalled some information he had obtained previously.