Darkness enshrouded the moon, and a fierce wind swept through the night, while silence engulfed the small town, save for a few lanterns still burning near the city walls.
A gentle breeze fluttered through, rustling the rice paddies.
Li Qingshan slowly opened his eyes and found himself inside this serene, dimly lit space, the words "Heavenly Gate" above him shining brightly. The statues of the deities were faintly visible within the grey mist.
"This is... oh..."
"This has become the abode of the Six Paths of Reincarnation."
His mind cleared, and he realized he had been resurrected once again in the Taoist Temple of Qingshi Town.
Clutching his slightly dizzy head, he felt a nauseating confusion. Although his last death in the cycle of reincarnation had not been overly painful, it still left some mental aftershocks, especially the moment when he was pierced by the green monster, which seemed to have injured his soul.
