"Tell me, what realm is this?"
The Blue-robed Youth held a blade of grass between his teeth, glanced at the two men, and asked lazily.
"Reporting to Your Excellency, this is the Dry Realm!"
The Scattered Night Domain Master hurriedly answered, his body still trembling uncontrollably.
"The Dry Realm?"
"What kind of damned place is this?"
"As expected, coming to this barren backwater is nothing but trouble. It's some remote corner of nowhere, filled with all sorts of minor realms I've never even heard of. Who knows where we are?"
The Blue-robed Youth grumbled helplessly. "Then do you know where the Imperial Realm is?"
"The Imperial Realm?"
The two Domain Masters exchanged a glance. Clearly, they had no idea what or where the Imperial Realm was.
Seeing the blank looks on their faces, the Blue-robed Youth became even more speechless.
"Then tell me where your Realm Master is. I'll go find him!"
The Blue-robed Youth spoke.
"Your Excellency, the Realm Master is naturally within the Dry Realm's domain. You only need to head south and keep going. At the fastest, you'll reach the Dry Realm in a thousand years!"
The Iron Vine Domain Master hurriedly replied.
"A thousand years at the fastest?"
"That long isn't necessary!"
As soon as the Blue-robed Youth finished speaking, he took a step forward.
A powerful force of spatial distortion suddenly rippled outward. The two Domain Masters were gravely wounded and spat blood on the spot, while the Blue-robed Youth vanished into thin air, nowhere to be seen.
"That person just now..."
"An Ancestor Grade expert! He must be an Ancestor Grade expert! Only an Ancestor Grade expert can use a Space-Time Cave! Only an Ancestor Grade expert can traverse space and leave us so gravely wounded!"
"Withdraw! Withdraw immediately!"
The two sides reached a