"A Lesser Holy Land? According to our ancestors' records, that should be a projection of a Holy Land."
"It is said that the true Three Thousand Holy Lands are located on the highest level, but the radiance of their laws projects down into the lower levels, forming regions where the laws are exceptionally dense."
"Though these regions cannot compare to true Holy Lands, there is still a chance of obtaining fragments of laws, or even incomplete inheritances."
Hearing Qing Luo's explanation, a glint flashed through Ye Lin's eyes.
He was tempted.
A little tempted, at least.
It was exactly as he had previously guessed—the Three Thousand Holy Lands truly were on the highest level.
But this Lesser Holy Land sounded like it had something to offer.
"Then do you know whether there are any requirements for entering a true Holy Land? Such as cultivation requirements?"
A thought stirred in Ye Lin's mind as he looked at Qing Luo before him.
"I don't know."
Qing Luo shook her head slightly as she looked at Ye Lin.
Ye Lin was somewhat disappointed by this.
Who knew whether Holy Lands had any requirements?
For instance, perhaps Quasi-Saints were barred from entering, and only Daluo Golden Immortals could enter.
Ever since entering the Cloud Heaven Secret Realm, he had keenly felt his own lack of strength.
Perhaps he could take a single step here and enter the Quasi-Saint realm.
But what he feared were places like Holy Lands.
What if he stepped into the Quasi-Saint realm?
And some of the Cloud Heaven Secret Realm's best places only allowed Daluo Golden Immortals to enter?
What then?
Wouldn't that be digging his own grave?
He had to go take a look at this Lesser Holy Land.
The name Lesser Holy Land alone was enough to prove