Traveling with the main group was indeed fast. In just thirty hours, Ye Lin caught sight of a bizarre continent.
What was bizarre about this continent was that it was split apart.
It was as though something had cleaved it down the middle with a single slash. A bridge lay between the two halves, so narrow that only one person could pass at a time.
Countless powerful figures had already gathered around the continent. As far as the eye could see, every one of them was a Golden Immortal, each extraordinary, their auras dense and overwhelming.
At that moment, they were all watching the figure seated upon the bridge below.
That figure wore armor, its surface still stained with blood that had yet to dry. He simply sat there in silence, yet he exerted an immense pressure upon everyone around him.
"This must be the guardian of the Heaven-Hiding Sacred Land, right?"
"Mm, most likely. My father told me that once I came here, I had to show the guardian respect. This guardian is a genuine ninth-layer Golden Immortal, a supreme powerhouse. No one in the entire Third Region dares provoke him."
"Exactly. It is said that the Heaven-Hiding Sacred Land seals away some great terror. If that great terror were to emerge, the entire Third Region would be plunged into utter chaos. The guardian has been suppressing it here day and night."
"Such breadth of heart, such devotion—he deserves our admiration."
"Indeed, admiration. Legend has it that the guardian has existed for ten million years, suppressing it here for ten million years. We cannot compare."
The surrounding prodigies discussed in low voices, their eyes filled with deep respect as they looked at the guardian.
This was the guardian of the Heaven-Hiding Sacred Land, willing to suppress it here for