Fang Yi's words calmed everyone present.
Ever since the Spirit Qi Recovery began, they had been feeling their way forward step by step. There was no history to consult, no path to follow. Every step had to be measured with their own feet.
Surrendering in advance was not the Xia Kingdom's way.
"On that note, our exploration of the Mystic Domains has not been without gains. The military's archives on Mystic Domains already fill several archive rooms," Zhang Tian said gravely.
He lowered his head and took a sip of tea. It had already gone cold. The slightly astringent tea slid down his throat, and a faint bitterness spread through it.
Now that he knew so much, this old general, who had devoted his entire life to Great Xia, showed no fear. He knew that even if that day truly came, and powerful martial civilizations from the cosmos descended upon the Xia Kingdom, he would still stand before Great Xia's ordinary people as he had for decades, building a city wall from his own flesh and blood. It was the oath he had sworn the day he joined Great Xia's military.
"However, I had already made some guesses about the Mystic Domains and Jie Points." Zhang Tian looked at Fang Yi. "We once encountered Mystic Vortices filled with Black Mist, even more oppressive than the Netherglow Forbidden Zone. They held a power that could neither be approached nor touched—an absolute, overwhelming might. America once speculated that they were remnants of authority left behind after some god had fallen."
"Whether they were gods or not, I don't know. But based on what we know now, those vortices are the so-called Jie Points."
"Those Jie Points are sealed within places filled with danger and despair. Even if they allow spatial jumps, those