With the ninth bell toll imminent, Jiang Yan instead grew suspicious.
"Nine bell tolls, each one claiming the lives of countless powerful beings. Rumor has it that the Four Directions Realm is fraught with danger; when the time comes, even beings at the War God level may fall."
"This Four Directions Realm is like a timed reaper, devising every possible way to make people die."
Were the nine bells a coincidence, or was there another scheme at work? Jiang Yan was not the only one to have harbored such suspicions over the years.
The so-called strong cherished their lives, yet fought desperately for them. Though they knew a cliff lay ahead, if the opportunity was great enough, they would dare wade through even the abyss of hell.
"Since powerful beings have still been willing to enter it over all these years, that proves the opportunities in the Four Directions Realm are real."
"The Four Directions Realm is full of danger. I still need to strengthen my Laws to have even a sliver of a chance."
In truth, Jiang Yan did not care much about the so-called key to the Four Directions Realm. Even without a key, he might be able to enter the realm gate through his own abilities.
Space Law.
Spatial teleportation that ignored restrictions.
It was simply that there would be too many powerful beings in the Four Directions Realm then. If others learned that Jiang Yan could cross the realm gate out of thin air, it would inevitably invite countless troubles.
Jiang Yan had no choice but to use a Four Directions Realm Stone to draw attention away.
Another month passed.
Jiang Yan's cultivation at the Eighth Order grew increasingly rapid, and his so-called spiritual eye had been opened to an even broader extent.
Eighth Order Transcendents