Chapter 1401: Chapter 872: How Can There Be a Gate of the Ghost Here_2 Chapter 1401: Chapter 872: How Can There Be a Gate of the Ghost Here_2 In the distance, towering and endless mountain peaks rose straight from the ground, lush and dripping with greenery, where flocks of auspicious birds could be seen threading through the mists in droves.

However, after watching for a long time, the three of them didn’t spot the Black Gate the Stone Monkey mentioned, clearly due to the distance being too far.

But truly, as immense as the Stone Monkey described, even at a great distance, they should have been able to see at least some outline…

Without further words, the Stone Monkey leapt off the boulder; just as he was about to touch the ground, a cloud glowing with the five colors of the sunrise suddenly appeared beneath the Stone Monkey’s feet.

The radiance moved, startling the heavens and the earth.

Ye Fan and the others felt a blur in front of their eyes, and when they looked again, the Stone Monkey had disappeared from their sight, undetectable even by their senses.

“Such incredible speed!” Wushi’s eyes narrowed slightly, his expression astonished, feeling that the Stone Monkey was even more unfathomable. Clearly being only at the Fairy King Realm, yet its speed was comparable to theirs.

It could also be seen only in Liu Village, nowhere else outside would one witness such a miraculous monkey.

Watching the monkey leave.

Ye Fan, the Cruel Man, and Wushi exchanged glances, communicating with Divine Sense, quickly sharing their thoughts with each other.

Ye Fan spoke first: “If I’m not mistaken, the two of you should be thinking the same as me.”

“It should be so.” The Cruel Man nodded slightly, his voice melodious yet resounding, revealing an irrefutable firmness, “We haven’t found any clues along the way; we must not miss any place that appears suspicious.”

Wushi nodded in agreement, not speaking, but his eyes expressed his stance.

With a unanimous decision, the three of them hesitated no longer; time was precious, and they couldn’t afford to waste more here. Immediately, they soared upwards and sped off in the direction the Stone Monkey had indicated.

“This village is truly vast!” On the way, Wushi couldn’t help but exclaim. Being a strong contender of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Realm, he could easily traverse millions of miles with a single step. But now, they had been traveling for a long time without any sign of the Black Gate the other party mentioned.

Ye Fan and the Cruel Man also nodded with deep understanding, having to acknowledge the vastness and mystery of Liu Village.

After an unknown period, just when they were about to doubt whether they had been played by the golden-furred monkey.

Suddenly, an indescribable chill wind assaulted them ferociously. This cold wind was biting to the bone, seemingly blowing straight from Nine Nether Hell, sending shivers down their spines as if steel needles soaked in ice were piercing through flesh and burrowing into bones.

Immediately afterwards, a series of rumbling whispers echoed in their ears. The sounds were at times distant, at times close, fluctuating in pitch, as if countless people were whispering right beside them, eerie beyond compare.

In the next moment, the scenery before the trio changed abruptly.

Mountains stretching as far as the eye could see, the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and the scene of auspicious birds chirping all disappeared in an instant, replaced by a vast expanse of relentless black fog.

The black fog boiled and surged, emanating waves of gloomy and terrifying aura, as if it had its own life and was ready to devour any life that entered…

Looking around, endless, inexhaustible waves of black fog were thick as reality, like an enraged ocean stirring terrifying waves.

“Wasn’t there supposed to be a sign of the Black Gate?”

Wushi’s face was solemn, eyeing the rolling black fog approaching them.

Ye Fan and the Cruel Man were also somewhat surprised, for they did not know that the Black Gate was hidden behind this black fog; at the time, the Stone Monkey’s speed was too fast, and it failed to stop in time, crashing straight into the fog.

“Bang!”

As the three of them were pondering, the already restless black fog surged like a runaway wild horse set loose, swallowing Ye Fan and the others into it.

For a moment, an even more ghastly and biting cold assaulted them, as if their Primordial Spirits were going to freeze…

The three of them shone all over, Emperor Radiance surged wildly, collecting together, but they were barely able to dispel the black fog within a hundred miles radius.

While this may sound like a lot, in this place, a hundred miles was no different from a few meters.

However, what puzzled Ye Fan and the others was that the black fog, while looking bizarre and evil, did not have any substantial lethality; it seemed more like a mandatory passage, like some sort of… Purification.

Brave as they were, skilled in mighty arts, Emperor Radiance scattered around them like three suns hanging in the sky, they did not retreat but advanced, heading straight toward the front.

Not knowing how long they had traveled, they only felt the black fog growing more pervasive and dense around them, even giving off a suffocating sensation in their trance,
Just then, points of green light appeared ahead.

The three exchanged glances and immediately accelerated.

The lights grew larger, like green moons suspended high, their olive radiance guiding something.

It was only when they got closer that the three realized, coming to their senses.

What green moon was there? Clearly, it was a row upon row of green lanterns, not knowing what they were hung upon, densely packed like the eternal sands of the stars.

But as the three approached, the original pale green lanterns suddenly changed, turning blood red in the next moment.

The dense crimson light spread out like ripples in all directions and eventually converged to gradually form four imposing characters: “Mortals, Keep Out.”

It was at this moment.

Ye Fan and the others finally saw what these lanterns were actually hanging on.

The Black Gate.

The very Black Gate spoken of by the Stone Monkey!

They saw the “Black Gate” loom tall and magnificent, like a huge barrier that connects heaven and earth, exactly as the Stone Monkey described, continuous and towering, like a city tower piercing the clouds.

An ancient aura from time immemorial wafted over, and one could see deep cracks crisscrossing it, like ancient Runes.

And within these cracks, there seemed to be a faint gleaming, as if hiding some secretive power that instilled awe in people’s hearts.

The bone-piercing chill wind blew out from behind this Black Gate.

Carrying an icy breath so cold it seemed capable of penetrating to the marrow of one’s bones.

Endless black fog also spread out from the Black Gate, but as soon as it appeared, it immediately merged into the vast sea of fog behind it.

This Black Gate, standing here, seemed like the entrance to another world.

Continuing another hundred meters forward.

The majestic object standing at the horizon’s end became clearer and more tangible.

At the same time, the three saw that there was also a plaque hanging above the Black Gate.

Inscribed with three bold and powerful characters:
Gate of the Ghost!

“What is this place?” The Cruel Man and Wushi’s eyes narrowed slightly, pondering whether they had any impression of this place in their minds.

Shi Hao was the one whose reaction was the most intense.

Staring at these three simple yet elegant, and unusually familiar blood-colored characters, Ye Fan’s eyes widened in shock, as if a bolt of lightning had struck his mind, leaving him standing there, stunned on the spot.

As one who had arrived at that bizarre world by mistake, having taken the Imperial Carriage Drawn by Nine Dragons from Mount Tai–
He was all too familiar with these three characters.

He could never have imagined that he would see this… in Liu Village.

However, why would there be something like the Gate of the Ghost in Liu Village?!

Ye Fan stared at the Gate of the Ghost before him, the exalted Quasi-Immortal Emperor, now somewhat taken aback and bewildered, like a puzzled bumpkin.

The scene before him not only impacted Ye Fan’s existing knowledge.

More importantly, he had originally thought of the Ghost Gate as nothing more than a fictitious place, and now, the legend became reality, it truly existed and was not a fabrication.

Could it be that the later legends about the Ghost Gate originated from Liu Village, or did The Master of Liu Village once visit Earth…

Or perhaps… the other was much like him…

For a moment, Ye Fan thought of many possibilities, but none seemed to hold up.

But this made Ye Fan instantly alert; perhaps the reason why there is no information about Liu Village in the later times lies right here.

“The Black Gate is ajar, there’s a crack!” Wushi said in a heavy voice, and then he jumped straight through the gate.

Ye Fan and the Cruel Man, not to be outdone, also crossed the threshold.

Indeed, the drifting black fog wasn’t very dense, and in front of Ye Fan, Jiang Hui, and the Cruel Man, a narrow path appeared.

Enshrouded by the mist, the whole path appeared fragmented, with no end in sight.

The surroundings were filled with lush grass, both eerie and desolate.

The path ahead was crowded with figures, dense to the point of jostling.

There were hunched old men at the age of decrepitude as well as young children with dangling hair.

There were women with elegant and ethereal beauty as well as dignified and handsome men.