Vast Realm Sea.
A massive gray-blue humanoid landmass quietly floats in the void.
All around, the surging Chaos Origin Substance flows like a tide, merging into the many orifices of this humanoid landmass.
Xin Gate, eyes, ears, mouth, nose, lower yin...
At the mouth orifice, the Chaos Origin Substance relentlessly surges, with beams of light occasionally flying in from afar, falling straight into it.
At this moment, deep within the mouth orifice.
In the 'Yin Ruins Arena' that guards the mouth orifice.
The ancestral shrine of the Yin Family of White Canal.
Yin Tianzhi stood with his hands behind his back, slightly raising his head, gazing at the ancestral tablets of the Yin Family, lost in thought.
Behind him, eight Tribulation Crossing Ancestors of the Yin Family all wore solemn expressions, the atmosphere around them somber.
At this time, Ninth Ancestor Yin Penglai spoke in a low voice:
