The Origin Continent was vast, home to countless powerful beings and races. Thus, nothing here could be measured by the standards of the former Star River Cosmos.
After all, the stronger the expert, the larger the world required to bear them, and the sturdier its space naturally had to be.
Otherwise, if an expert could shatter heaven and earth with a casual wave of their hand, what would be the point of playing?
Take the Origin Continent, for instance. Its spatial barriers were terrifyingly solid.
Even someone as powerful as Ye Lin could not traverse space here.
An Earth Immortal cultivator thrown into this place would at most count as an ordinary mortal with a bit of martial skill.
As for cultivators below the Immortal Realm, simply surviving on the Origin Continent would likely be a problem.
Every step would be fraught with hardship.
The Origin Continent truly was a wonderful place.
Arriving beneath the city gate, Ye Lin looked at the gate stretching beyond the limits of sight. He sighed softly, then slowly entered the city.
Those who knew would call it a city gate. Those who did not might mistake it for the city wall.
Inside lay streets stretching as far as the eye could see, filled with countless living beings.
There were Elf Race members, whose forms resembled those of the Human Race, though they had pointed ears and wings growing from their backs.
There were also strange races that moved with all four feet pointed skyward, their entire bodies ablaze with raging flames.
And there were the incomparably majestic Dragon Clan.
And also...
Holding Luo Yao, Ye Lin expressionlessly watched the ball of flesh wriggling endlessly along the street before him.
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