They could have gone back, but in the end, they still followed ashore. Perhaps the Holy Land’s attraction was greater than anything else, or perhaps they had a lucky feeling, thinking that with Sui Yi around, they had nothing to fear...
But once they heard Old Yaksha’s words, their reactions were.
"She’s indeed a deity!"
"An Immortal!"
"Anyway, she must be a divine being!"
Seo Ziling was speechless, only stared at Old Yaksha and coldly said: "It seems you are not qualified to say that."
Who’s not human, after all.
Old Yaksha glanced at Seo Ziling, chuckled, didn’t insist, just leaned on his cane and walked forward: "Aren’t you aiming for Ghost Gate Pass? Co, co... walk across this bridge first..."
This old thing probably has so devious intentions.
Elder Yan and the others were highly vigilant, yet saw Sui Yi had already walked through.
The others naturally followed suit.
Outside was a river, also a bridge. Sui Yi looked at this river, its water completely stagnant, but the overall trend was rotating.
A very eerie feeling.
This river was also a complete loop....
As for this bridge.
As Sui Yi walked onto it, the feeling wasn’t bad, just found this water to be really strange.
The surface black as a mirror, capable of reflecting everything.
"That’s the water of Three Lives Pond... three lives and three reincarnations, the starting point is the end point, the end point is the starting point, ti has never actually moved, like the water of Three Lives Pond, eternally still as a mirror...." Old Yaksha’s voice was rough and unpleasant, yet the people present were quite interested, because the Three Lives Pond was indeed renowned.
"I heard... the water of Three Lives Pond can determine the fate of past life’s and present life’s love..." the woman said softly.
"Only mortals would indulge in emotion and romance."
"Damn it! So you’re not human, does that make you amazing!"
The crowd was imdiately furious.
Many walked to the side of the bridge to look down.
What Three Lives Pond water, it’s just a mirror...
"But this Three Lives Pond indeed has such abilities... so people, whatever you were obsessed with in your past life, you’re still obsessed with in this life... you can see it in the water."
Everyone quickly fell silent, because they saw things besides their own faces in Chi Zi....
So saw their wives, so saw their children, so saw their parents, so saw treasures, so saw an endless grassland, so saw many delicious foods... even soone saw Ghost Gate Pass.
Whatever your heart desires, that’s what reflects.
Clearly, the number of heads on the water exceeded those on the bridge.
There were two Seo Zilings.
Most people were tacitly silent, and upon closer observation... beside Seo Ziling was Sui Yi.
Sui Yi stood right next to Seo Ziling.
She glanced at her reflection in the water, indifferent, turned and left the bridge.
And Seo Ziling felt the gaze from Old Yaksha was sowhat strange... he pursed his lips, expressionlessly followed along.
Before Ghost Gate Pass, Sui Yi observed Ghost Gate Pass from a close distance.
This Gate was extrely tall, at least twenty ters, which seed incredibly towering to the people of this world.
Moreover, it was just a gate.
Even the mythical South Heavenly Gate probably appeared similar in scale to mortal eyes.
At least South Heavenly Gate radiated treasure light, whereas Ghost Gate Pass was eerie and sinister.
"Live humans like Ghost Gate Pass, then there’s no way back... you all must think it through clearly, don’t lose your lives..."
If this was spoken by others, it might show so concern, but popping out from Old Yaksha’s mouth, it sohow had a hint of a curse, Elder Yan and the others’ expressions changed subtly, each looking rather unpleasant.
"Since we’ve co, we carry the mindset of risking our lives, as if your re few words would make us retreat!"
Old Yaksha wasn’t angry either, laughed eerily twice, eyes watching the crowd as if seeing a bunch of dead people.
Then looked at Sui Yi.
Sui Yi, usually silent, remained indifferent when everyone eagerly wanted to enter Ghost Gate Pass.
An old man stepped forward voluntarily.
His complexion was sallow and sickly, faltering, for such a person to live to this point was quite a miracle, not to ntion still surviving to reach here.
Sui Yi had heard people ntion, he was an old patron from the n’s ship, spent a fortune to hire them towards Ghost Gate Pass, just to enter Ghost Gate Pass himself, either to cure an illness or gain a new life.
Actually, every ordinary person was the best of literary scholars, capable of compiling, polishing, and anding the most perfect and extraordinarily tempting legends in a very short period...
The legend of Ghost Gate Pass had transford from the Martial Artist’s Holy Land into a heaven for survival.
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