Outside the Northern Celestial Gate, rolling golden light arrives, and faint Purple Qi departs, the very mouth of the immortal realm's divine palace.
Yibai rode the golden light, employing the Huahong Technique, and in less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, he arrived at this place.
"Who goes there? State your name!"
Seeing the Heavenly Officials armed with sabres, spears, swords, and halberds, axes, maces, hooks, and forks, blocking the Celestial Gate, they would not allow him to enter.
Yibai, upon seeing this, felt rather helpless, for he did not often enter through the Northern Celestial Gate, and thus the generals and marshals of the Celestial Gate did not recognize him.
If it had been the familiar route of the Southern Celestial Gate, the various generals and marshals would have already cleared the way, letting him through.
"I am the Marshal of the Mysterious Altar Sea Assembly!"
Yibai announced his title.
