Xilos tensed as well. The flames in his crimson eyes drew still, while the transparent Flame of Continued Combustion flickered across his body, driving back the pressure that seeped in from every direction.
Yet the two Guides leading the way seemed not to notice it, or perhaps they had long since grown used to it.
They did not even glance back at Shen Yi and Xilos, nor did they explain or acknowledge the scrutiny of those three formidable presences. They simply continued flying ahead at an even, emotionless pace. Then the male Guide spoke, his voice carried by a ripple of rules. His tone was flat, as though he were explaining the most basic of facts.
"The Immortal Sacred Land is divided into the outer region and the inner region."
"The outer region is open to all Authority Holders who meet its basic rules. They may trade, stay temporarily, or gain a basic understanding of the rules."
"The belt of Miniature Nebulae you just passed through, and the entrance hall of the Myriad Stars Gate where we are now, both belong to the outer region."
He paused, then continued.
"The inner region, however, is the heart of the Immortal Sacred Land. Only eighty Authority Holders have ever been permitted to enter it at any one time."
"Those eighty are the true core members of the Immortal Sacred Land. Each oversees a different domain of Authority and its associated duties, and receives greater resources and privileges."
His voice never wavered, as though he were stating an unalterable law.
"Above those eighty core members..."
At that moment, a faint, almost instinctive note of respect entered the Guide's voice.
"...stand the seven Lords of the Sacred Land."
"They are the supreme rulers of the Immortal Sacred Land, each occupying one of its seven