Above the Ghost Shade in the Mortal World, I reside between half a cloud and half a realm.
Myriads of things in Senluo exude the Qi of Life and Death, breathing in and out, I cultivate towards Immortality.
Within the Ghost Shade, the time for cultivation flashes by in the blink of an eye, and half a Jiazi has passed.
On this day, the atmosphere above the Ghost Shade suddenly becomes heavy, as if the air itself is oppressing.
In the midst of the thin Ghost gas, at the center where numerous Black and White Life and Death Flowers envelop, the silhouette of Chen Dengming sits within a giant Life and Death Flower. His jet-black, shiny hair parts in the middle, contrasting with the white hair at his temples, distinct in its black and white, draping over shoulders that are much broader than the average man's. A majestic and suffocating aura—solid as the abyss, towering as mountains—radiates from him, naturally causing hearts to palpitate.
