All Heavens: Becoming a Saint Begins in Deep Space

In the grand scene, majestic mountains, lakes steaming with rosy light, and waterfalls cascading from suspended islands intertwine, creating a magnificent and beautiful spectacle.

Her tiger-like eyes widened in astonishment.

What are they doing here!

The woman in white before her was completely astonished. How did these two ancestors get here?

"How come you knew each other before?" The ferryman looked at them in surprise.

Wang Li nodded and said, "Yes, it's somewhat related."

Inside the curtain, the other five men and women all showed strange expressions; some were surprised, while others wanted to laugh.

Wang Li looked at Bai Yuxian with a beaming smile and asked, "When will the medicinal soil that the Demon Lord promised us be given to us?"

The White Tiger Immortal exclaimed, "What?! What medicinal soil? My master didn't tell me!"

As he spoke, the White Tiger Immortal kept giving them meaningful glances, seemingly trying to dissuade them from continuing the conversation.

The people next to him were all demon immortals who had lived for thousands of years and had seen all kinds of situations. This person came up and asked Bai Yuxian for medicinal soil, and he was even using the name of the demon lord.

At this moment, a female immortal spoke up: "These two young people are quite extraordinary, aren't they? They mentioned the Demon Lord's name right away."

A male immortal said, "Such a stingy Bai Yuxian, do these two young people have some secret we don't know about?"

"Don't even think about it, they are the people my lord has chosen," said the White Tiger Demon Immortal.

On the ship, Wang Xuan leaned close to Wang Li and whispered, "When did we meet them? Why are you using such jargon?"

"Never mind that, we're here to get the medicinal soil from them," Wang Li said. "We'll run away as soon as we get it."

The man in the straw raincoat on the boat could naturally hear what they were saying. He was speechless, thinking that they had come here to swindle medicinal soil.

"Wait a moment, I'll go and invite the master," Bai Yuxian said after a moment's hesitation.

The waiting process was always boring. The demon immortals on the other side of the curtain hadn't left yet. They kept glancing at Wang Li and Wang Xuan, seemingly whispering something to each other.

Separated by the large curtain, even if Wang Li wanted to know what they were saying, he was powerless to do so.

On the golden bamboo boat, the ferryman turned around. In the darkness beneath his straw raincoat, a blurry face appeared, quietly watching Wang Li and Wang Xuan.

No one has boarded the ship for hundreds of years. Today, two people finally arrived, but they seem to be too deeply involved with the peerless demon immortal in the grand curtain.

At this moment, several demon immortals in the curtain repeatedly tested Wang Li and Wang Xuan, naturally with ulterior motives, putting them in a rather passive position.

Wang Xuan asked, "Senior, could you tell me about the origin of this place?"

The ferryman said calmly, "This is the land of the dead."

"The Land of the Dead may be the source of the extraordinary, the starting point of cultivation, the primordial land that made all things divine, and the most ancient secret path."

He then added, "This is just one person's opinion."

Some believe that there are other, more distant secret paths, and that in the earliest times, some creatures had other shortcuts to take, surpassing ordinary humans and birds and beasts to reach the extraordinary.

The ferryman said that when the place was first discovered, almost everything that approached it would die.

However, there are always exceptions. If an individual human or animal survives the impact of the mysterious energy of the deceased, they will gradually move towards transcendence.

"The changes that begin with the physical body are the transformations that lead to the mythologizing or demonization of humans, birds, and beasts."

Wang Xuan then asked, "Is this the only place of its kind in the human world where people pass away?"

The ferryman shook his head and said, "Of course not. It mainly consists of the eight great death sites, each with its own unique scenery, all of which are imbued with sagehood. There are also some death sites that are slightly weaker."

Powerful things will shift and will not remain in one place.

"Based on my years of experience, if someone successfully makes it here, at most a year or two later, this lost land will have to leave this planet."

"Are those mythical creatures that guard those high platforms along the coast? Did they originally exist in the Land of the Dead?" Wang Xuan asked.

"No, all races feel that the Land of the Dead is too dangerous. It was an agreement made by powerful beings of the past. They each left behind extraordinary methods to point out a feasible path for future generations of creatures. The beings in it are either deified or demonized," the ferryman said.

Even so, the mortality rate in the dead zone was outrageously high.

As someone who had personally experienced it, Wang Li witnessed firsthand how many lives were beneath each high platform, and in the end, very few of them were able to withstand the extraordinary radiation and survive.

Even the ferryman lamented, "The survival rate on this mysterious land of the dead is extremely low, which is why few people dare to travel this path anymore."

At this moment, a change occurred from behind the curtain: clouds and mist surged, obscuring the blazing sun, and the world suddenly darkened.

Upon seeing this, Wang Li's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, "They've arrived!"

In the grand curtain, the demon immortals bowed respectfully upon seeing the graceful figure in the distance.

Wang Xuan gained a deeper understanding of the status of the demon immortal before him.

She had an extremely beautiful figure, dressed in red, and walked in the rain without her oil-paper umbrella, yet not a drop of rain soaked her.

Her eyes were captivating, possessing an alluring charm, but this sight made the other demon immortals even more humble.

As she gently waved her hand, the group of people retreated continuously.

At this moment, she was the only one in front of the curtain; the other demon immortals had all been sent to the ends of the earth by her.

The White Tiger Demon Immortal stood not far away, ready to be dispatched at any time.

Wang Li first transmitted his voice to Wang Xuan, saying, "No matter what I say next, don't react. Just cooperate with me when necessary. Whether we can get the medicinal soil depends on how well we cooperate."

Wang Xuan nodded to indicate that he understood.

Wang Li composed himself and said, "It's been many days since we last met, and you're even more beautiful than before."

And White Tiger Demon Immortal, I've kept that piece of bone you left in the mortal world perfectly safe.

The red-clad female demon fairy before them was indeed exceptionally charming. Just her composed and alluring demeanor, which commanded respect from other demon fairies, made her stand out from the crowd.

She didn't speak, but her eyes flowed like spring water, quite vivid, and she looked at her two younger brothers in the mortal world with a smile in her eyes and on her face.

"Yes, it's been a long time, my two younger brothers!" she said softly with a smile.

Seeing this, Wang Li nodded obsequiously and said, "Yes, it's been a long time since we last met, sister. Sister, did you leave behind any means to interfere with the present world?"

Wang Li continued, "We've had a terrible time. We just wanted to explore this planet, but we were hunted down by people from other extraordinary planets. We had no choice but to flee into this desolate place. Luckily, we met you here, sister."

The Demon Lord raised an eyebrow and said, "Having such a miserable life!"

He then showed the fragment of the blessed land in his hand, saying, "The medicinal soil you want is right here."

Upon hearing this, Wang Li's eyes lit up, and he said, "My dear sister, please have mercy! We are being chased by people outside, and we desperately need your help."

As Wang Li spoke, he looked at the Demon Lord with great longing.

"It's not impossible, but you have to bring this with you." As he spoke, a jade bracelet appeared out of thin air in the Demon Lord's hand.

I won't hide it from you, there's a wisp of my divine consciousness in this jade bracelet.

"Will it work?" The Demon Lord smiled, a very bright smile.

"Sure! But there are still people chasing us outside, so could you give us some weapons and trump cards to defend ourselves?" Wang Li readily agreed.

“Yes.” With that, the Demon Lord took out a silver hairpin, its surface densely covered with runes. This hairpin was clearly a woman's ornament, but through refinement, it had become a transcendent weapon of destruction.

They all looked at the ferryman, signaling him to perform his duties.

Wang Xuan looked at Wang Li with concern, as if to say, "Brother, aren't you afraid of messing things up by playing like this?"

The ferryman was stunned. He really hadn't expected that these two unknown young men had such a big background.

"Very well, the Old Testament bears witness, the deal is done," said the ferryman.

Then, a fragment of the blessed land and a jade bracelet flew in from the curtain.