Xiao Jin slowly descended until he reached the invisible, intangible barrier.
He did not reach out in haste. Instead, he sensed his surroundings once more.
Only then did he discover that, among the endless mountain ranges, this was the only place without the aura of any Magical Beast.
The nearest one was still a Ninth-Rank Magical Beast nearly a thousand miles away.
Although its strength had reached the Ninth Rank, it only dared linger nearby, not daring to cross the line in the slightest.
Humans might entertain the thought that "emperors and generals are not born noble," but the hierarchy of the Beast Realm was even stricter than that of the most rigidly ordered ant colony.
To Magical Beasts, bloodline suppression was absolute.
Just like the Silver Moon Wolf Clan that Zi Yan had slain earlier—even if you were older than me and your cultivation was stronger, once you stood before me, you would still become a spineless weakling.
The fact that it could maintain nearly a thousand miles of peace, relying on a single relic to do so, showed just how powerful the Heaven-Swallowing Python inside this relic must be.
Xiao Jin recalled the stone that Elder Shennong had given him.
It had been soaked in the Ancestral Blood of the Heaven-Swallowing Python...
Could it be that the one who built this relic was the ancestor of all Heaven-Swallowing Pythons?
He shook his head. He definitely would not figure it out by merely lingering outside.
Since he had come all the way here, he had to go inside and take a look.
He reached out and vaguely touched a layer of barrier.
Familiar energy ripples appeared before his eyes. It was the same scene as in Tou She Ancient God's Cave Mansion.
Xiao Jin drew a deep breath and