After watching the Undying Holy Sect martial artists enter the light gate, Lin Bai suppressed the tumultuous thoughts churning in his heart. No matter what the Southern Border Insect Valley and the Southern Region martial artists wanted to do, all they could do now was respond to each move as it came.
"Let's go too."
Lin Bai led the disciples of the Tianshui Sect into the light gate, teleporting to the Hunt Realm.
Ever since Lin Bai had received the news from the Undying Holy Sect's Holy Son, he had felt more and more that his previous insistence on acting alone had been the right decision. Otherwise, if the Tianshui Sect disciples had acted alongside him, they would inevitably have been dragged into his troubles.
At the other end of the light gate, atop a lofty mountain in the Hunt Realm.
Lin Bai was the first to emerge from the light gate. Before him stretched an endless, primeval mountain range, its peaks rising one after another like giant beasts lying across the earth.
Towering trees reached into the sky, while miasma coiled through the air and clouds and mist wound around the mountains.
From the distant meeting of heaven and earth came a wild, primordial breeze from the ancient era, carrying thunderous roars of beasts.
"So this is the Hunt Realm!"
After Lin Bai and the Tianshui Sect disciples stepped through the light gate, they all looked around with curiosity.
Although the mountains were still mountains and the trees were still trees, Lin Bai and the Tianshui Sect disciples could nevertheless feel that the Hunt Realm was different from the outside world.
The wind here, the aura here, every blade of grass and every tree here... everything was more in tune with the environment in which the ancient-era exotic species