Chen Ze's expression turned grave. He cupped his hands and asked, "Senior, please enlighten me. What secrets does the Spirit Realm truly hide? Your reaction must mean you know the key to it."
The Profound Ice Qilin shook its head slightly, a trace of vigilance still lingering in its eyes. "I only know a little about the Spirit Realm's situation."
In the era when I existed, legends about the Spirit Realm were also widespread, and quite a few powerful experts had been involved.
Moreover, like the Xuantian Continent of that time, the Spirit Realm was a world with complete Heaven and Earth Laws, containing no shortage of mighty figures whose cultivation reached the heavens.
The forces within the Spirit Realm were even more intricately tangled, with many ancient lineages, sects, and mysterious organizations controlling the Spirit Realm's resources and power."
The Profound Ice Qilin's voice was deeper and hoarser than before, as though every word bore immense pressure.
Chen Ze's heart stirred, and he hurriedly asked, "Senior, do you mean that the Spirit Realm and the Xuantian Continent stand in opposition? That they competed against each other for certain interests?"
The Profound Ice Qilin slowly paced within its cage, the ice spikes on its body glinting with a cold, ghostly light. "It was more than that.
As far as I know, the Spirit Realm may once have been part of the Xuantian Continent long ago. Or rather, the two may have sprung from the same source.
Yet over the long passage of time, because of certain unknown upheavals and fortuitous encounters, the two gradually went their separate ways.
The Xuantian Continent gradually drifted farther and farther from the Spirit Realm, eventually becoming two independent worlds.
Yet even so, several faint, intangible ties still existed between them.
Furthermore, the Gate of