Ian's Alternate Identity Was Exposed Again.

Who could have expected to hear that name?

"The Land of Light?"

The relaxed expression on Ian's face froze in an instant. It was as if someone had hit pause on him; the hand holding the scanner stiffened in midair, and even the light in his mismatched eyes seemed to stop for a moment.

Although Ian's impression of the Land of Light was that of superheroes with a more divine quality, perhaps for other life-forms in the universe, it was not quite the same.

Jor-El looked at Ian's instantly petrified expression and thought his words had struck a vital point.

He added softly.

With a complicated sigh, as though he had witnessed the unveiling of some taboo that should never have been touched.

"Yes. If you try to invade a civilization, the Space Garrison of the Land of Light will absolutely not stand by. Their Ultra Sign can transmit across the entire universe in an instant, and their warriors can arrive at any corner that needs them at the speed of light. And privately researching and stealing time technology—especially attempting to manipulate a space-time entity civilization—is more than enough to trigger their highest level of alert and intervention."

It was obvious that Kryptonians were also full of awe toward the Land of Light. In fact, that was perfectly normal. Although Kryptonian civilization was powerful, after so many years, it had only produced one will-driven individual like Clark.

By contrast, every resident of the Land of Light was will-driven—over eight billion will-driven lives a hundred times over. The two truly were not on the same level; the gap in their civilizations was like heaven and earth.

"Child, the universe is far vaster and more complicated than you and Carl understand, even vaster than Krypton knew at its most glorious. Some boundaries,