Light shone from all directions, and everything was covered in the color of white snow.
The sky was azure, and ethereal radiance floated and shifted upon it, without repetition.
Within this vast and boundless expanse, spirit tablets stood erect.
Spirit tablets, so many spirit tablets.
These spirit tablets bore names, or rather, titles.
Ji Xiang had transmigrated. His soul was guided to this realm, and this was what he now beheld.
The moment he arrived in this realm, it seemed he came into contact with the yellow qi of this world, and Ji Xiang instantly gained a vast amount of "cognition."
This realm was called "Da Fuli Tu."
And these spirit tablets represented "gods" and also "positions."
All positions in the world existed within Fuli. Cultivators in the mortal realm received these positions and became deities. The process of receiving them was to draw down positions from Fuli.
Ji Xiang did not know if he had become a god when he transmigrated to this world, but in any case, the spirit tablets were surrounded by dense incense smoke. Yellow qi blazed like flames, yet he, Ji Xiang, was not worshipped by anyone.
It seemed the paper money burned on Earth could not reach this place.
"I had no money when I was alive, and I'm a poor ghost even after death."
And within Da Fuli Tu, only Ji Xiang could move. In truth, it shouldn't even be said that Ji Xiang was still human.
The reason Ji Xiang had not died and transmigrated to this world was because he had picked up this blank spirit tablet on Earth, becoming a randomly selected transmigration subject.
Originally, Ji Xiang had thought of going back. However, this place, apart from these inanimate wooden tablets, had not a single living thing that could be communicated with.
But Ji Xiang still wandered among these spirit tablets. Ji Xiang discovered that there were always leaks of the worshipped incense smoke and yellow qi, so Ji Xiang went to pick up the leftovers, gathering the incense qi that the gods did not want.
Do you still want this incense qi?
If not, I'll take it.
And so, he spent a very, very long time scavenging like this. There was no concept of time here, nor any reference points. Ji Xiang had no idea how long he had been working.
Ten years or a hundred years?
Or perhaps even longer?
Until this moment.
At this very moment, Ji Xiang saw a strange blank spirit tablet. Around this spirit tablet, there was no incense qi, and no one worshipped it.
Ji Xiang found it very strange and reached out to touch this spirit tablet. In the past, Ji Xiang had often touched other spirit tablets without any abnormality, but only this time...
The surrounding yellow qi suddenly vibrated and surged like flames, and countless spirit tablets turned in unison!
Then, Ji Xiang suddenly heard a voice, the sound of chanting scriptures:
"In the past, in the Primordial Azure Heaven, the Azure Void sang, Da Fuli Tu..."
Then, a spirit tablet began to vibrate, and radiance descended, as if opening a passage.
Ji Xiang turned his head and saw the spirit tablet that had opened the passage.
Written upon it was.
"Yuanshi Tianzun."
The chanting grew louder and louder, and all the spirit tablets vibrated more violently!
Ji Xiang was struck by the wave of chanting and transformed into a beam of light, breaking through Fuli and heading straight for a certain mortal realm.