Foreign Realm

"Is this the so-called Imperial Pass? It certainly has some tricks," He Heng said mildly as he gazed at the magnificent pass before him.

It could no longer be called a pass. It was a world—a Great World molded into the shape of a pass.

All around this world were densely packed formations of astonishing power. Some were even strong enough to kill a Supreme and injure an immortal—what people called a True Immortal.

The true barrier was the abyss beyond the Imperial Pass. It could even ensnare an Immortal King, a powerhouse of the Immortal King Realm.

It was only because this pass existed that the Nine Heavens Ten Lands had managed to cling to survival against the powerful Foreign Realm. Otherwise, in a world that lacked even a single powerhouse of the Immortal Dao Domain, the arrival of just one Immortal would spell disaster.

This world might have been able to withstand one or two Immortals, but the Foreign Realm had tens of thousands of them, along with many who had become Kings. By comparison, the Nine Heavens Ten Lands were like mayflies facing a towering tree.

"Should I charge in openly, or sneak in quietly?" He Heng hesitated. With his strength, he wouldn't fear even if all the Foreign Realm's Kings came out. But he didn't want to draw too much attention and invite trouble. This era was far from simple, and many powerful figures were hidden away. If something set its sights on him, it would be a nuisance, even if he had nothing to fear.

After pondering it, He Heng decided it was better to be cautious and keep a low profile.

With that in mind, he crossed the majestic Imperial Pass and entered the world beyond. The formations and countless defenses of the Imperial