At those words, everyone finally noticed that a figure was seated atop the Black Tortoise's head.
Each time a secret realm opened, someone was needed to operate it, and everyone affectionately referred to such people as secret realm guardians.
Clearly, this was the guardian of the Black Tortoise Secret Realm.
Those capable of serving as secret realm guardians before the masses were all supreme experts.
"Senior, I don't understand. Why can only those with Identity Tokens enter? We're part of the Third Region too."
"Yes, Senior. Rather than driving us away, why not drive away those mud-legged bumpkins from remote lands? This is a secret realm of our Third Region—what gives them the right to enter?"
"Yeah, now that you mention it, I do remember something. Rather than driving us away, why not drive out every one of those mud-legged bumpkins from remote lands? They have no right to enjoy a secret realm of our Third Region."
"I agree. I very much agree with that."
The young geniuses all voiced their complaints. They had never complained so bitterly over the Water Spring Secret Realm or the Netherworld Ghost Realm before, but now, they could no longer endure it.
The Black Tortoise Secret Realm was simply too precious and too mysterious. After all, this was the ruins of the ancient Black Tortoise Holy Palace.
They did not even dare imagine what treasures lay within.
On the path of cultivation, one had to fight for everything. No matter what, they had to contend for it.
"Heh. You are questioning me? Questioning the decisions of the older generation of experts?"
The old man above sneered, and a wave of pressure instantly spread across the entire Starry Sky.
That pressure was like the supreme Heavenly Dao itself, forcing the surrounding young geniuses to bend