Master of Ten Thousand Foxes

Chapter 536: Chapter 296: Fire Cloud Skiff Crossing Yellow Springs

"Ow..."

"Ah..."

"Hungry..."

"Hahaha..."

Whoosh! Whoosh!

One after another, ghostly apparitions howled and wailed as they zoomed towards the human world!

Bai Mo stood atop a fire cloud, observing silently amidst the torrent of ghosts.

He saw that these ghosts were, in fact, skeletons, their robes stitched together from leaves, shrouded in a dense ghostly aura.

His four fox disciples wore Immortal Qi vine armor, riding on fire clouds, all with solemn expressions.

Little Flower Arm held a pot of purple bellflowers, his brow furrowed tightly.

Black Star held a branch of Purple Earth Dragon stems, eyes wide open.

White Earrings held a pot of Timid Daisy, tilting her head, eyes glancing around... Why weren’t these ghostly messengers attacking them?

Pang Youyou clutched her Electric Drill Cactus, her fox eyes seeing that beyond the fire cloud was a faint membrane... Multicolored, like soap bubbles, trembling slightly, mimicking Pang Youyou’s manner, lowering the sense of presence even more than hers, blocking the ghostly messengers’ senses.

"Give it a try."

At Bai Mo’s heart thought, Black Star’s arms extended the roots of the Purple Earth Dragon like a snake through the thin membrane, lashing out at a passing ghost messenger!

Swish!

A whip cracked out and back with the speed of lightning, producing a sonic boom, exuding white vapor, leaving faint whip marks.

Nearby ghost messengers snapped their heads around, scratching, sniffing, howling!

Bai Mo frowned slightly.

"Useless?

"Their bodies seem illusory, the whip passing straight through.

"No physical form, as if some kind of... rule?"

Bai Mo could only watch as they swirled about, emerging from the sky-spanning gate crack, swooping around him and down into the vast night sky, towards the lights of countless homes below.

"Such an uncanny thing."

Bai Mo lifted his head, gazing at the giant gate in the sky, looking into the gorge-like crack in the gate.

"Let’s go in and see."

At his heart thought, the fire cloud beneath him rose, ascending higher and higher, carrying him and his four disciples, brushing past countless descending ghost messengers, flying into that Ghost Gate.

...

On the Celestial Platform, Professor Zhang, Su Yaoyao, and a dozen Immortal Technique Committee members were originally looking up at the sky, faces filled with joy, watching the five-colored fire cloud stabilize within the torrent of ghostly messengers, remarkably not being devoured!

But when they saw the five-colored fire cloud spiraling upward directly into the Ghost Gate, their expressions changed instantly.

"This... Can that place be entered?"

In Professor Zhang’s mind, the playful voice of Qing Lu Ancient Immortal echoed.

"Though it’s unknown how he dodged the ghostly messengers’ senses... but behind that gate, there are only more and more ghostly messengers, waiting to test his Immortal Technique, hahaha!"

In Su Yaoyao’s mind, the voice of her Ancient Immortal Master also resonated.

"That gate must not be entered!

"I once represented the Beast Kingdom and visited the Array Kingdom seven times, attending the Ghost Gate festival seven times, seeing thirteen Immortals promise great vows and fly into the Ghost Gate.

"Of course, I’ve also heard of more Immortals in history who have entered.

"But I have never seen, never heard of anyone returning from inside..."

Su Yaoyao’s face turned pale, her body swaying slightly.

Beside her, the Peacock Red Treasure held a pot of Wine Vessel Flower on its head.

The great gratitude has not been repaid yet...

...

Whoo...

Behind the Ghost Gate, it was unexpectedly yellow!

Yellow sky, yellow ground, yellow sand dancing, a vast dust storm obstructing the sky.

A yellow dirt road extended into the obscured distance of the dust storm.

Countless ghost messengers filled the sky, flying out from the dust storm, heading towards the Ghost Gate, swooping at the gate crack.

Pitter-patter... Occasionally, large or small sand grains flew onto the thin film of the fire cloud, only to be bounced away by the membrane.

The four foxes within the membrane, standing on the fire cloud, were somewhat afraid, but after glancing at their master, they widened their eyes once again.

"Ying ying ying!"

"Howl howl howl!"

As long as the master is here, there’s nothing to fear!

Bai Mo clasped his hands behind his back, a wisp of white mist linking dreams and reality on his little fingers.

Even on this Yellow Springs Road, he could still sense Fox Mountain, could still feel the presence of thousands upon thousands of disciples there.

He smiled slightly, heart thought moving, and beneath his feet, a fire cloud darted forward!

Whoosh...

With the sound of the wind, it carried him into the vast dust storm, heading deeper into Yellow Springs!

...

In the dormitory, several girls were either standing on the balcony looking to the sky or endlessly refreshing their phones.

"Oh my god, someone saw the West State Boss flying into the Ghost Gate with a telescope!"

"Is that even possible?"

"Even though I don’t really understand, it feels quite impressive."

Lan Fangfang sat at her desk, swiftly leafing through a thick book on Ancient Myths of China and the World.

"It feels so mysterious.

"A topic that myths from both East and West enjoy discussing is... the destination after death.

"The East has the Yellow Springs Road, the Underworld, the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Wangchuan River, the Bridge of Helplessness.

"The West has Hell, the Netherworld, Satan, Hades.

"Nobody knows where these myths originated from or how they came into being.

"So is this massive gate we see in the sky today the true destination after death?

"What exactly is it?

"Heavenly rules?

"The thoughts of countless hearts?

"Or man-made?"

Beside her, Guan Yue Ling also leaned closer.

"Fangfang, don’t you feel something’s off?

"In mythological legends, the Underworld and Hell are meant to maintain order.

"But this gate in the sky, this ghostly patrol, is not like that at all.

"It carries a fierce nature, an evil aura, as if... as if something unusual is happening? As if it’s become sickened?"

...

Swish...

The fire cloud raced through the endless flying sand.