"Big brother, you best not be fooling us, this matter is too significant!"
"Why would I fool you, after all, if you donât believe it, you can go to the only entrance to the Demon World and see for yourself."
"....."
On this day, another breaking news was spread around. That Emperor Song was entering the only Demon World - this was truly big news.
In this world, if we are to label the most dangerous place, the only Demon World would undoubtedly be one of them.
How can a place where ancient divine spirits dwell not be dangerous?
Meanwhile, when everyone was amazed, Chen Changâan and his party had already arrived at the entrance to the only Demon World.
Soon after, leading a large party, they stepped directly into it.
However, after their arrival, the steps of Chen Changâanâs group came to a halt.
It wasnât that they didnât want to go, but rather, their way forward was blocked.
Blocking their path was a river. A wide, unfathomably deep, ominous black river.
This was the Mingtu River. Mingtu is not soil, the character is formed with a radical for water. It was a river. It was the only path to the Demon World from the Wuxiang realm.
Above the Mingtu, even a feather does not float!
A Daoist Master does not risk crossing, nor does a Heavenly Venerate dare to!
All those who cross forcibly, all end up as bones submerged in the river.
Only because, the Mingtu spares no lives.
If one was a Grand Heavenly Venerate, they could ignore the river and directly cross. However, cultivators below the Grand Heavenly Venerate could not.
At this moment, in the Mingtu River, there was a small boat and an old man on it.
The old man waved his hand, declining Chen Changâanâs request to board.
Above the Mingtu, there exist such individuals, ferrymen.
The ferrymen, a unique existence within the Mingtu.
As mentioned before, nothing floats on the surface of the Mingtu. Heavenly Venerates do not cross!
All beings in this world, except those with a Daoist cultivation level above a Heavenly Venerate, if they force to cross, they instantly perish, no exceptions.
But, this situation was not insolvable.
The Mingtu does not prohibit everyone below Grand Heavenly Venerate. If there is a proper method, normal people can also cross.
The only way to cross the river is the boat known as the Ghostly Blood Vessel on it.
But the Ghostly Blood Sea has always been elusive. Hoping to cross the river through such a method is nothing short of wishful thinking.
Therefore, persons known as Mingtu ferrymen came into existence.
Mingtu ferrymen, one person per generation.
They are transformed from resentful spirits who died above the Mingtu. They operate small boats defined by the Law upon the Mingtu, and ferry passengers to and fro.
Either entering the only Demon World, or leaving it.
Across the whole expanse of the Mingtu, only these special beings can travel without any obstructions.
The old man who has appeared here at this time is the current generationâs ferryman of the Mingtu.
"I apologize, everyone, Iâm not serving customers on the Mingtu today."
However, on this day, when Chen Changâan and his party had arrived, the ferryman shook his head at them.
His tone was calm, and after speaking his piece, he ignored Chen Changanâs group, demonstrating no intention of ferrying them across.
It remains unknown why he would not ferry Chen Changâan and group.
This scene left many people puzzled.
Because Chen Changâanâs group had not even offered anything to the ferryman, before they were rejected.
This was unlike the ferryman.
"Old man, if you donât want us to get on then say it. Why make up excuses?"
[You Huang], with a rather fiery temper, seeing his master rejected for boarding, became instantly angry.
A violent surge of demon qi emerged from his body, ready to make a move at any moment.
"[You Huang], back down."
Chen Changâan stopped him.
Chen Changâan then turned to look at the old man and slowly asked:
"May I ask sir, have we offended you in some way?"
"Why do you reject us before even seeing what we have to offer?"
In his manner of speaking, he was extremely polite.
First respect, then action. This has always been a traditional virtue of Huaxiaâs sons and daughters.
The old man spoke in an unchanged tone: "You have not offended me."
"Since you ask sincerely, let this old man tell you sincerely."
"Today, this old man has no intention of refusing to ferry. I have ferried people all my life here, and naturally, when there are passengers, I ferry."
"But, you and your group behind you, you cannot."
After the old man spoke, he directed his gaze towards the other people behind Chen Changâanâs group.
His remarks suggested, in no uncertain terms, that he was dividing the people who came to cross the river into two groups.
Chen Changâanâs group was one, and the others observing from the sidelines made up the second group.
However, the reality was, the people who genuinely wanted to cross the river were only Chen Changâanâs group. The others were just there to watch the spectacle.
They had no desire to cross this so-called Mingtu River.
After all, on the other side of the Mingtu was an extremely horrifying place - the only Demon World. Unless their brains addled, why would they want to go there?
"Why?"
Upon hearing the words of the ferryman, Chen Changâanâs face went dark instantly, becoming icy cold.
At the same time, as Chen Changâan asked this question, a cold aura emanated from his body.
The âwhooshingâ sound made the air instantly colder by a few degrees.
It made the people around shiver all over.
However, the old man seemed unaffected.
As if he didnât care at all, he continued to speak:
"A person with an immortal body, destined by the Heavens."
"At this time, you should not appear here."
"Under the vast sky, even a caterpillar can enter my Mingtu."
"But you, you simply cannot."
"Anyone attempting to disturb the ancient godsâ tranquillity, cannot enter the Mingtu. Itâs a rule."
People who disturb the tranquillity of the ancient gods?
A rule of the Mingtu?
The ferrymanâs words plunged the onlookers into contemplation.
They thought it through but couldnât understand. When did the Mingtu have such a rule?
There had never been such a thing in Mingtuâs history, barring certain individuals from entering.
Hold on!
People disturbing the tranquillity of the ancient gods?
Isnât he talking about Emperor Song?
The crowd suddenly thought of something and their eyes simultaneously moved to Chen Changâan and his party.
Finally, they settled on Chen Changâan.
They were aware that the reason Emperor Song was dispatched to the only Demon World by the Dark Heavenly Emperor was precisely because he had the Aspect of the Primordial Demon within him.