The Power of the Continent was an exceptionally profound force. Not only could it transform one's physical body, but it could also reshape one's foundation and forge a perfect base.
Most importantly, this power would make a person more compatible with heaven and earth, enhancing their comprehension and increasing their chances of reaching the Heavenly Sovereign realm.
Therefore, obtaining the Power of the Continent was basically equivalent to securing a ticket to advance to Heavenly Sovereign.
However, only continents of a certain scale could give birth to the Power of the Continent, and only Heavenly Sovereigns could wield it.
Given the scale of the Western Heaven Continent, it naturally possessed the Power of the Continent. However, this power would still require a hundred years before it could be fully nurtured to maturity.
On the Western Heaven Continent, only experts who had joined the Western Heaven Battle Hall for more than ten years would be granted the qualification to compete for the Son of the Continent.
Today, while carrying out his usual cultivation, the Western Heaven Battle Emperor suddenly sensed something unusual.
The usually tranquil Power of the Continent had suddenly become incredibly active. It had even gathered into a mass, seemingly seeking to break out of the earth vein space, as though something outside it was drawing the Power of the Continent toward it.
"What exactly is going on?" the Western Heaven Battle Emperor muttered gravely, his eyes filled with inquiry.
This was a matter of great importance. How could he simply ignore it?
After pondering briefly, he immediately summoned several important elders of the Western Heaven Battle Hall and his four disciples with a thought.
"Hall Master!"
"Master!"
Looking at them, the Western Heaven Battle Emperor spoke indifferently.
"Have any major events occurred in the Western Heaven Battle Hall