All along the way, everyone had sprinted at full speed, exhausting the true qi in their bodies. Yet Ye Xiwen stood to one side, his face neither flushed nor breathless. The true qi within him was several times more abundant than that of an ordinary Houtian Ninth Stage Peak expert—one of the benefits brought by his broad meridians.
Though he had also consumed quite a bit of true qi, he was still far from exhausting it completely.
Not long after Ye Xiwen and the others rested, the disciples behind them finally arrived one after another.
Once everyone had gathered and rested, the elders finally announced that the Blood Origin Realm was about to open.
The four elders formed complex hand seals. Amid the expectant gazes of the crowd, a tremendous rumbling arose, and a sheer cliff atop the mountain slowly opened like two great doors. Behind them was a dazzling radiance, so bright that nothing beyond it could be seen.
Ye Xiwen knew that behind this cliff lay another small world. Such small worlds had to be connected to and rely upon the Main Plane, or else they would be annihilated by the turbulent currents of space.
"Alright, the gates to the Blood Origin Realm have opened. Hurry in. But remember this: you have only one month. Within that month, you must make your way to Maple Leaf Mountain at the center of the Blood Origin Realm in order to return. If you lose your way inside, the next opening will be ten years from now. Keep that firmly in mind!" the Fat Elder said.
More than a hundred young experts from the two families unleashed their movement techniques and shot into the mountain gate.
Ye Xiwen was not slow either. The moment he stepped through the gate, space twisted