In the Upper Realm, Qiuhan Qing stared blankly at the network, his eyes fixed on the words "Supreme Mountain East Gate." Had that person really become a gatekeeper? How was that possible? Could he now stand alongside the Dao Origin Three Heavens? Or had all the Fifth Continent's experts died?
In the Upper Realm, outside a mass of magma flowing through the starry sky, a group of people were having a barbecue.
The aroma spread through the stars. A giant beast's leg was roasting to a mouthwatering crisp.
Old Sixteen was quick on the uptake. He eagerly presented the freshly roasted beast leg to Xu San.
Xu San was very pleased. "Old Sixteen, with that quick wit of yours, you're a shoo-in for the Supreme Competition's top ten."
Old Sixteen smiled ingratiatingly. "I'm counting on you to put in a good word for me with the Ancestor, Third Brother. Please ask him to teach me and help me make the top ten."
"Hahahaha, no problem, no problem. We go way back." Xu San laughed heartily, though only he knew the bitterness in his heart.
He'd thought that throwing in his lot with the Spiritual Eye Ancestor would mean a worry-free life, but who could have guessed that a bunch of monsters would invade the Sixth Continent? He'd have died if he hadn't been lucky. Thinking back to that calamity, Xu San shuddered. It had been terrifying. And he had no idea how that guy was doing, either. Had Xu San saved him, or had he saved Xu San? He couldn't quite figure it out. But one thing was certain: that guy was from the Fifth Continent, and he was strong.
"Th-Third Brother, Third Brother, look!" Old Sixteen suddenly exclaimed, pointing at the network.
Xu San glanced over. The beast leg