Almost in an instant, Ye Lin calmly accepted this information. After a brief sorting-through, he came to understand everything he now knew.
From the early Primordial Era to the present, the span of time in between was already beyond words to measure or describe.
This world was divided into three layers. The outermost layer was the one where people currently lived, while another layer was the spatial turbulence deep within.
And at the very deepest point lay another layer, where those terrifying powers capable of enduring for such vast ages resided.
Ye Lin also learned that this world was actually a sphere—a sphere that had been violently kneaded, like a sheet of white paper crumpled madly into a ball.
Cracks covered its surroundings. Those cracks formed the innermost layer, a land of nothingness where no rules or laws existed.
Even the Heavenly Dao could not reach into it.
From the Primordial Era until now, over that incomparably long passage of time, countless terrifying powers had arisen. In the end, every terrifying force that had once dominated this world would move its Ancestral Land to that place.
Thus, this tradition had continued to be passed down, and by now, the number of terrifying powers living there was beyond calculation.
After all, the information within this Jade Talisman had been passed down by Nameless Mountain since ancient times. As for how many had entered during the intervening years, there was no way to know.
As for the Sacred Sect he had visited before, it could only be considered middle-tier in that place. There were ten great terrifying powers within.
Those ten great terrifying powers were the strongest forces in this world, without exception. Any one great expert who stepped out from among them could overturn this entire world. They were exceedingly terrifying.